[ oh. yukari stares at the checkmark with blank eyes. she's finally done what she does best: fucked up something good.
she can't breathe, all of a sudden. she's too full of everything--guilt, regret, love. (always too full of love.) her vision blurs with unbidden tears and she fights them at first, bites the inside of her lip until it bleeds, digs the heels of her hands into her eyes so hard she sees stars.
the tears happen anyway. they're the first she's allowed herself since self-exile from the house. yukari already knows they won't be the last, but they'll definitely hurt the most.
it takes longer than she likes to stem the tide. everything hurts. what she wouldn't give to do nothing else but sleep until it stops hurting. despite that, she has to reach out just one more time. ]
if you dont want to talk thats okay but im here even if i cant fix anything i always want to listen to you
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she can't breathe, all of a sudden. she's too full of everything--guilt, regret, love. (always too full of love.) her vision blurs with unbidden tears and she fights them at first, bites the inside of her lip until it bleeds, digs the heels of her hands into her eyes so hard she sees stars.
the tears happen anyway. they're the first she's allowed herself since self-exile from the house. yukari already knows they won't be the last, but they'll definitely hurt the most.
it takes longer than she likes to stem the tide. everything hurts. what she wouldn't give to do nothing else but sleep until it stops hurting. despite that, she has to reach out just one more time. ]
if you dont want to talk thats okay
but im here
even if i cant fix anything
i always want to listen to you