07-10-2013, 08:25 PM
Miya watched with some level of detachment, and some small mix of pride and worry. Pride, because she was responsible and he seemed to be doing well on his own for a start; and worry, because again, she'd be responsible for him until he guaranteed he could do well on his own. She realized she had no idea when she'd first fed - she had limited memories of her childhood. Perhaps that was for the best.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?