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Post by Murduck on Jul 21, 2007 4:30:42 GMT -5
.. *reaches over and hugs her tightly*
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Post by Lissachoa on Jul 21, 2007 4:35:56 GMT -5
* little stunned aobut his sudden action, coulding help but remember him doing this 7 years ago after bringing him back from hell. the stunned feeling quickly turned to relief as I wrap my arms around him, reasting my head on his shoulder*
damn I missed you....
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Post by Murduck on Jul 21, 2007 4:39:24 GMT -5
*Leans my head against hers, shutting my eyes and wrapping my arms around her tighter*
It's been too long...
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Post by Lissachoa on Jul 21, 2007 4:42:51 GMT -5
....what do you mean?
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Post by Murduck on Jul 21, 2007 4:54:12 GMT -5
*Pulls away, to look at her. I stroke her hair*
Seven years...*shakes my head*... I could only dream of you... it was too long a wait..
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Post by Lissachoa on Jul 21, 2007 4:56:06 GMT -5
you....you dreamed about me?
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Post by Murduck on Jul 21, 2007 4:57:44 GMT -5
Every time I managed to fall asleep..
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Post by Lissachoa on Jul 21, 2007 5:05:28 GMT -5
*lowers my head*
....Ephosolus................ at least dreams or not dreaming are better then nightmares....
*looks up at him as I feel my arms tremble*
sorry I took so long...
(( see you in the morning))
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Post by Murduck on Jul 21, 2007 5:36:01 GMT -5
She is everything to me, the unrequited dream,
the song that no one sings, the unattainable.
~ Looking down into her china blue eyes, the same eyes he saw in his sleep, he brushed her hair away from her face. Their eyes locked. He traced his rough, trembling fingers upon the skin of her cheek, and her soft warm lips. ~
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
all I need to make it real is one more reason.
.......... am I awake...? ~ The heavy look in his eyes gave a hint of a passive state of mind. A mind that had become acquainted with that of false hope, deceit and lies. A mind that could not tell apart what was real and what was merely a figment of a lunatics fabrication and made up tale of what his life was.
He hung his head, a heavy feeling of being torn from the inside grew. He stammered, heavily, shaking his head. ~ --please.. no more lies.. no more... She isn't real,
I can't make her real.
She isn't real,
I can't make her real.
~ He buried his head into her chest, and wept silently. |
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Post by Lissachoa on Jul 21, 2007 9:48:31 GMT -5
(( Ah! I love that song! ))
*looks down at him feeling compleatly hopeless, hoe to help a man to see what's real when all he got was illusions, simple warmth would not do the job, the mind can make this far to real and still lie. letting out a deep sigh I wraps my arms around him, cradeling him close to me while reasting my head ontop of his as I close my eyes*
you have to come to realization that you are awake before I can tell you, I can tell you the truth now but how will I know that will have enough trust to belive me?
*trying not to cry*
but I trust you enough to answer you anyways....between my reality and illusions...I dont want to sleep ever again if you're here...
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Post by Murduck on Jul 21, 2007 10:09:28 GMT -5
~ He gripped onto her jacket tightly, pressing up against her. She felt so warm and soft - so real.
The brutal, harsh reality of life; A man finally driven to a breaking point, and weeping in the arms of a woman he remembered only in dreams. It couldn't have been a fantasy. It seemed far too painful. He muttered quietly.. ~
I don't know.. I don't know anymore *Shakes my head*
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Post by Lissachoa on Jul 21, 2007 10:19:17 GMT -5
*remaining quiet, lost for any thought or words that might help yet ever herself over the years had lost asny reasn in bleiving anything anymore, easily getting him out as a little too easy, too good to be true, fate has it's way on brining up her hopes and then smashing them right infront of her, leaving her heavey hearted and in mourning. hringing up one for my hands I carefully brush his black reaven hair, feeling a few bumps and scars, might even had under gone untreated concousions*
Neither do I....
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Post by Murduck on Jul 21, 2007 10:37:20 GMT -5
~ He flinched, feeling her gentle hand brush through his hair. The memory of that feeling had vanished within him when it was overwhelmed by the constant abuse he had undergone without a purpose. Having someone willingly tend to his wounds, hold him, tell him that they missed him - it felt new, almost too good to be true. He whispered, shakily, shutting his eyes as tears streamed out.. ~
....It can't be real.....
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Post by Lissachoa on Jul 21, 2007 10:47:27 GMT -5
~*knowing just how he felt just as she had years ago,*~
* gritting my teeth a bit I bring my hands to his shoulder and pulls him away from me, not even looking into his eyes*
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Post by Murduck on Jul 21, 2007 10:56:49 GMT -5
~ Truth was more painful than fabrication. ~
.. *shifts back into my seat, getting the hint quickly. I fumble with the bandages on my arm, growing frustrated, as I try to adjust the sling. Gritting my teeth, I slam the dashboard with my other hand, angrily, and I hunch over , gripping onto my hair tightly, shaking my head*
What's WRONG with me??!!
~ He felt hurt and confused. He damned everything he ever knew and brought himself to know. He hated himself. ~
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