[ His voice is quiet, his tone hard to read- mostly because he can't recognise his own emotions, let alone begin to process them- but he means to tell her that it's impossible for her to invade a place she already occupies. ]
You always will be.
[ He places no barriers in her path, no restrictions or conditions. She can have as much or as little of him as she chooses- as much as she has the ability to discern. He offers it all. Surrenders it. She can have his anger and his hated, his fear and despair. She can have his struggle and conflict, his desperate longing to go back to a home that does not exist, the yawning chasm of loss and grief, betrayal and failure. She can have the parts of him that he doesn't recognise- the fierce, protective love he has begun to cultivate here. The relief of being seen and not hated or feared. The new terror that looms over the idea of daring to build only to have it snatched away. ]
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[ His voice is quiet, his tone hard to read- mostly because he can't recognise his own emotions, let alone begin to process them- but he means to tell her that it's impossible for her to invade a place she already occupies. ]
You always will be.
[ He places no barriers in her path, no restrictions or conditions. She can have as much or as little of him as she chooses- as much as she has the ability to discern. He offers it all. Surrenders it. She can have his anger and his hated, his fear and despair. She can have his struggle and conflict, his desperate longing to go back to a home that does not exist, the yawning chasm of loss and grief, betrayal and failure. She can have the parts of him that he doesn't recognise- the fierce, protective love he has begun to cultivate here. The relief of being seen and not hated or feared. The new terror that looms over the idea of daring to build only to have it snatched away. ]
What do you see?