Reprehensible, she herself or at the least her acts, though I’ll still my tongue on speaking that thought further.
Everything you’ve got for giving, everything you dreamed to give, and it was mangled piece from piece.
[ … ]
The wonder is you’ve got your heart remaining. I mean to say broke as it’s been wrung through, still you’ve got it in you, and still it’s clear it guides you. Speaks through all the burial’s been brought upon it.
It’s a strong sort of heart, strong soul that endures so.
Vitaly. Talik.
I get the sense you’d be a fine husband, and that’s underselling it.
Fact is I’m in agreement your every point around attentiveness and where focus, energy, like, goes first.
Fact is I don’t doubt you’d be as good as equal to your words.
Like to be there, now, where you are. I’d like to hold you, aye, and I can’t think there’s ever been a man nor in need of holding, nor more worth such hold.
Fucking sorrowful, I
[ … ]
Look. Put it this way. If there were a man with eyes on a comet, aye? And if that man’d seen half of what you’ve been through, and spoke with half the heart of you. I’d be very much inclined to twine my arms around him. Sit like so, long as he was amenable, long as he might need or like.
Not so skilled with hypotheticals, that’s me. But maybe my meaning found its way through. Or else you saw it, never mind the twists around what’s said.
[ … ]
Anyrate.
Life’s long yet, aye Talik?
Might be you’ll have the chance to be that husband still.
I’d like to think that for all the cruelties in this world, there’s kindness just as well. A balance against all that’s awry.
2/2
Reprehensible, I call it. Reprehensible it is.
Reprehensible, she herself or at the least her acts, though I’ll still my tongue on speaking that thought further.
Everything you’ve got for giving, everything you dreamed to give, and it was mangled piece from piece.
[ … ]
The wonder is you’ve got your heart remaining. I mean to say broke as it’s been wrung through, still you’ve got it in you, and still it’s clear it guides you. Speaks through all the burial’s been brought upon it.
It’s a strong sort of heart, strong soul that endures so.
Vitaly. Talik.
I get the sense you’d be a fine husband, and that’s underselling it.
Fact is I’m in agreement your every point around attentiveness and where focus, energy, like, goes first.
Fact is I don’t doubt you’d be as good as equal to your words.
Like to be there, now, where you are. I’d like to hold you, aye, and I can’t think there’s ever been a man nor in need of holding, nor more worth such hold.
Fucking sorrowful, I
[ … ]
Look. Put it this way. If there were a man with eyes on a comet, aye? And if that man’d seen half of what you’ve been through, and spoke with half the heart of you. I’d be very much inclined to twine my arms around him. Sit like so, long as he was amenable, long as he might need or like.
Not so skilled with hypotheticals, that’s me. But maybe my meaning found its way through. Or else you saw it, never mind the twists around what’s said.
[ … ]
Anyrate.
Life’s long yet, aye Talik?
Might be you’ll have the chance to be that husband still.
I’d like to think that for all the cruelties in this world, there’s kindness just as well. A balance against all that’s awry.
You’ll get there. Only hold on and believe it.