[ hearing it all from her directly like this - not in a moment of anger or sadness, just talking about it normally, and bringing up the points that he already thinks about... it hurts. It almost physically hurts. He feels his chest tighten and his brow crease, and his face becomes very troubled as he listens, though he links his hand with hers easily.
There was a time when he never would have believed that Diva could say such words and truly mean them. Fairy tale words, like staying together forever. She's still so pure of mind in some ways. Garry wishes that he could so earnestly believe in something like that, but even now, as much as he loves her, as much as he knows that what she's saying is true, it seems big and far away -- not real. ]
You're so sweet, [ he murmurs, closing his eyes, and wonders, as he does rather often, how he could possibly deserve a love like this. It's heavy, he supposes. For reasons just like this. ] ... I'm afraid of living forever. And if you turn me... I'm afraid that I'll change.
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There was a time when he never would have believed that Diva could say such words and truly mean them. Fairy tale words, like staying together forever. She's still so pure of mind in some ways. Garry wishes that he could so earnestly believe in something like that, but even now, as much as he loves her, as much as he knows that what she's saying is true, it seems big and far away -- not real. ]
You're so sweet, [ he murmurs, closing his eyes, and wonders, as he does rather often, how he could possibly deserve a love like this. It's heavy, he supposes. For reasons just like this. ] ... I'm afraid of living forever. And if you turn me... I'm afraid that I'll change.