xxxi’ve never loved a darker blue
xxxthan the darkness I have known in you
xxxyou, whose heart would sing of anarchy
xxxyou would laugh so beautifully
"No, it's nice to be back out here with someone. With you," he said. "It's just... so much has changed. So much that I can hardly even recognise myself from who I was then." There was moments when he didn't fully recognise Cliff either, moments where his expression was unreadable, where he couldn't quite figure him out. That made him a little sad.
"You just gotta keep moving forward, you know?" He said. Not that he'd ever had much of a chance. His world was a constant stream of movement, one where if you let yourself stop moving for a second, the current would try and pull you under. His siblings needed him, and he wouldn't let himself be pulled under. For their sake if nothing else.
He leaned against Cliff, almost out of habit, half resting his head on his shoulder. "How has it been this long?" He asked, half to himself and half to Cliff. He felt just like the 18 year old, thrown into the deep end with not a lot of options. And at the same time, he'd never felt so far apart from that person.