Too much,[ she whispers keeping her tears at bay because his face is so beautiful and she loves him so much that her chest feels too tight for her own heart. she has too much to apologize for.
she wonders how he puts up with her. has she ever not been broken since he's known her? does she ever get less shattered? right now that feels impossible like there are shards of her heart still missing, shattered in each place she's been hurt or lost something, someone.
but every bit of it she still has belongs to him. it's why despite the state of the room around her and the very clear evidence that he's been sharing a bed with whoever this alina is she closes the distance between their lips. her sorrow, her anger, her brokenness distracts her long enough to forget that for just a selfish moment.
however after a moment, she breaks from the kiss, her heart aching still. she keeps her eyes closed because she isn't sure how much more she can take today but she can't pretend it isn't there, that she didn't notice. she isn't that kind of person.
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she wonders how he puts up with her. has she ever not been broken since he's known her? does she ever get less shattered? right now that feels impossible like there are shards of her heart still missing, shattered in each place she's been hurt or lost something, someone.
but every bit of it she still has belongs to him. it's why despite the state of the room around her and the very clear evidence that he's been sharing a bed with whoever this alina is she closes the distance between their lips. her sorrow, her anger, her brokenness distracts her long enough to forget that for just a selfish moment.
however after a moment, she breaks from the kiss, her heart aching still. she keeps her eyes closed because she isn't sure how much more she can take today but she can't pretend it isn't there, that she didn't notice. she isn't that kind of person.
Just tell me. I can handle it.]