Never left. It's all that she needs to fly in his direction, hair wild in the wind and thin arms wrapping around him as well as she's able, with more strength than she can afford to give, but if her heart isn't full to burst right now, then she doesn't know what it is, or where to place all of the energy. She's not a fool. Doesn't miss the way that he looks older, somehow, worn and weathered, but she brushes her lips fleetingly against his cheek, glad for his return. Wanting to shield him, no matter how ridiculous it might seem for a girl so slight and seemingly fragile to care for the only boy who once held her sane.
"S'okay," she breathes, resting on the ground again, hands on his arms and pulling back to get a better look at him, making sure that he's fine. "Everyone needs time. We're not going anywhere, yeah?"
Her smile, tentative, coaxes its way back to her lips with the hesitance of bending reeds.
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Date: 2011-11-21 05:21 am (UTC)"S'okay," she breathes, resting on the ground again, hands on his arms and pulling back to get a better look at him, making sure that he's fine. "Everyone needs time. We're not going anywhere, yeah?"
Her smile, tentative, coaxes its way back to her lips with the hesitance of bending reeds.