[ the hurt is still there, but this is a balm thomas could not have envisaged, had not expected—one that soothes all the more for being unexpected, in truth.
he doesn't know how long they end up standing next to one another, shoulders brushing and fingers intertwined, looking out at the stars. he doesn't know, but it is a long time before a thought hits, before he finds himself clearing his throat. ]
I think I ought to tell you, [ if he weren't so reserved, his tone might almost be sheepish. ] That is, well.
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he doesn't know how long they end up standing next to one another, shoulders brushing and fingers intertwined, looking out at the stars. he doesn't know, but it is a long time before a thought hits, before he finds himself clearing his throat. ]
I think I ought to tell you, [ if he weren't so reserved, his tone might almost be sheepish. ] That is, well.
[ out with it, man. ]
I'm rather older than I look.