Darling,
thirty-two
William reaches forward, his hand gripping Colin's shoulder gently. He had no words for his friend, no comfort to offer. He knew there was nothing that could be said, nothing that could be done. He hoped that being there would be enough, would offer some kind of silent knowledge that it would be okay.
Eventually.
Eventually.
♠ ♠ ♠
"Said understand,if you're cold I'll keep you warm.
And besides,
there's so much beauty in a storm"
-La Dispute (Fall Down, Never Get Back Up Again)
(NOTE: I KNOW I HAVE SOME READERS. PLEASE GIVE ME SOME FEEDBACK. I HAVEN'T GOTTEN ANYTHING SINCE I STARTED WRITING THIS AGAIN. AND IT'S ALMOST OVER AND I REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS ARE THINKING. I HATE TO BEG. BUT I'M BEGGING)