07-15-2013, 09:09 PM
"That's what I've been doing since I got here." He pulled out his smaller sketchbook and opened it. Inside were rough but very lovely portraits - One of Sinopa stretching her wings out on the cart, another of Justin, and one more - this one Diane. "I wanted to be able to represent you all as people, not savages. It'll take awhile, maybe... maybe even years to do it, but I'll do whatever I can."
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?