I look back at him, my face serious, maybe a little wounded. I'm a little wounded by his words, my emotions extra fragile today, I just don't know if it's showing on my face.
"I trust you more than I trust anyone. With the possible exception of Emi. I just... Ah, mou..."" I kick at the gravely surface of the roof, and scratch at my hair until I'm tugging, wishing I could feel the sting of my nails digging into my scalp.
I stride back over to him, hands on my hips, and look up at him. "I don't know how to start. There are things... That are really painful to talk about. And I don't... I don't even talk about them with Emi much anymore."
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Date: 2012-11-19 04:42 am (UTC)"I trust you more than I trust anyone. With the possible exception of Emi. I just... Ah, mou..."" I kick at the gravely surface of the roof, and scratch at my hair until I'm tugging, wishing I could feel the sting of my nails digging into my scalp.
I stride back over to him, hands on my hips, and look up at him. "I don't know how to start. There are things... That are really painful to talk about. And I don't... I don't even talk about them with Emi much anymore."