[ she keeps her eyes focused forward, now to the brushstrokes still visible in the paint on the walls, and a frown creases across her face. her arm tightens under his grasp, and nothing's wrong. but it does nothing to untie the knots in her stomach and everything is wrong, isn't it?
she doesn't know. she almost catches an answer, but it's fleeting, in her mind and gone the instant when she blinks, and she can't get it back.
it's not the commitment that scares her, but it is - in a place like this where nothing is certain, where they can be gone as quickly as they appeared. it isn't a safety net she should look for in a place where she should be scaling the walls in an attempt to leave. this isn't attachment. this isn't family. this is settling. ]
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[ she keeps her eyes focused forward, now to the brushstrokes still visible in the paint on the walls, and a frown creases across her face. her arm tightens under his grasp, and nothing's wrong. but it does nothing to untie the knots in her stomach and everything is wrong, isn't it?
she doesn't know. she almost catches an answer, but it's fleeting, in her mind and gone the instant when she blinks, and she can't get it back.
it's not the commitment that scares her, but it is - in a place like this where nothing is certain, where they can be gone as quickly as they appeared. it isn't a safety net she should look for in a place where she should be scaling the walls in an attempt to leave. this isn't attachment. this isn't family. this is settling. ]
I'm worried.