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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,

It was exhausting. Everything was exhausting. She wanted to ask him if he would rather that she not say anything at all, because maybe that would be better. It wouldn't stop her from feeling what she felt, but at least that way he wouldn't have to go through with this. Instead all she could do was start a litany of apologies as he knelt in front of her. "I'm sorry, Michael, I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."

She put her hand on his head, running her fingers through his head, not sure if she could give him anything that would fix this. "It's just I can't help feeling this way and I don't want you to get hurt or be hurting, but I don't want to to do or how to fix this. So, I'm just sorry." Her voice was gentle, careful even because they were both crying now and his tears seemed to change it all.

"Sorry that I love you, and sorry that saying it made you realize that you love me too, and sorry that I'm this messed up, and I'm just sorry."