[Mushverse; for Shingo]
Jun. 4th, 2013 04:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's been several months now, since my almost break up with Eiji. I've done my best to become independent, while trying to nurse my shaken bond with him. I've taken up odd jobs here any there, anything to get me "out of the nest", as it were. I still come home each night, still sleep beside him, still wrap my arms around him and nuzzle my nose into his neck, breathing him in as I drift off into my dreams.
I still love him, that hasn't changed, I'm just... trying to figure out who I am now. Both with him and... independent of him.
It's summer now, the days are getting hotter and hotter, the nights too. And I have decided to try a seasonal job that pertains to a particular interest of mine: ice candy. I'm not manning my own cart, I'm just helping someone else out; it gives me the freedom to run off and be moral support for Eiji if a random battle crops up.
It also gives me the freedom to address a new desire of mine.
I duck down a quiet street, oddly familiar for some reason, residential, high rise apartments. It feels... like a safe place, like I feel calmer here, and I let out a slow sigh as I tug a pack of cigarettes out of my back pocket, lighting one with a match and inhaling deeply.
I still love him, that hasn't changed, I'm just... trying to figure out who I am now. Both with him and... independent of him.
It's summer now, the days are getting hotter and hotter, the nights too. And I have decided to try a seasonal job that pertains to a particular interest of mine: ice candy. I'm not manning my own cart, I'm just helping someone else out; it gives me the freedom to run off and be moral support for Eiji if a random battle crops up.
It also gives me the freedom to address a new desire of mine.
I duck down a quiet street, oddly familiar for some reason, residential, high rise apartments. It feels... like a safe place, like I feel calmer here, and I let out a slow sigh as I tug a pack of cigarettes out of my back pocket, lighting one with a match and inhaling deeply.