ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴅᴇsᴋ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇʀ - ᵃᵘᵗᵒ

       ‘ huh. you seem like the type, yeah. i’ve worked with a couple of cops, but you’re not wrong about us not always getting along. we’re two different species, detectives and investigators, whatever anyone tells you. whether that’s a good or bad thing isn’t really for me to decide, but i get my job done. the same can’t always be said for cops. ‘  

probably not the best thing to say to a former cop, but brandt’s always been one for candidness. in truth, he understands the usefulness of the police force, but he’ll always hold himself above them. he works on cases because he wants to, people come to him because no one else can handle the job. even his training is better than the average cop, though that’s mostly in thanks to the navy. he shrugs. ‘ different goals i guess. why’d you quit? ‘

            “ we get our jobs done the best we can with everything at our disposal. no one understands that the police try as hard as anyone else to get things set right. a lot of times it doesn’t work out so well. but there are people that get in the way and rules in the force that keep us from going any further than we can. ”

“ It’s called the Sparking Tinder. Out on main street. ”

He offered a smile to the other and watched as the cigarette burned. Only a few times in his life had he smoked, but none of them were as satisfying as some people said it was. Just not for him.

she knows it’s deep –  it’s  why  she’s  wincing so much, all things considered.  for a woman who doesn’t like to reveal her cards,  at  least  a few of them are fairly visible,  at  the  moment. after she releases the  plush of her lower lip from her teeth, exha- ling sharply, she offers him a nod. get going.

                “ keep pressure ‘til i come back with the bandages. ”

that’s all there was TO do. he stood and left to retrieve the first aid kit he had hidden somewhere around there. it was only a minute before he returned, sitting himself back in front and opening it. gauze and hydrogen peroxide were taken out and he moved her hand away from the gash. once it was clear to him, he started cleaning it.

Nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do.

I surrender who I’ve been for who you are.

If I had only felt how it feels to be yours, well I would have known what I’ve been living for all along.

I’ll keep you safe.

Can you feel the weight of it? The whole world at your fingertips.

But I promise you I’ll keep you safe.

You are an artist and your heart is your masterpiece.

Forgiveness is a lesson he cursed you to learn.

I don’t expect you to understand.

Maybe your light is a seed and the darkness the dirt? In spite of the uneven odds, beauty lifts from the earth.

Are you getting stronger or is time shifting weight?

You’ll always remember the moment God took her away.

These little words, somehow they’re changing us.

When we grew up, our shadows grew up too. But they’re just old ghosts that we grow attached to.

The tragic flaw is that they hide the truth.

I promise you’re enough, I promise you.

May you always know one thing: what little that I have to give, I will give it all to you.

You’re my one true love.

The smartest thing I’ve ever learned is that I don’t have all the answers.

Death is a cold, blindfolded kiss.

Change is slow but I feel it taking shape.

It feels like everything we’ve known is sink or swim.

Make a wish and hold it tight.

This time, we’ll try our very hardest not to try.

We’re closer to Heaven than we’ll ever know.

We are made of love, and every fracture caused by the lack of it.

Honestly, nothing’s even compared to you next to me.

Honestly, nothing’s ever made sense til you were next to me.

If time is money, then I’ll spend it all for you.

Honestly, nothing’s felt so sure than when you were next to me.

We are creatures of habit.

I can feel the weight around us, climbing every rib inside us.

I’ll be brave when you are frightened.

The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.

I’ll make you mine if you would have me.

I’ll prove my love if you would let me. Over and over and over again.

You were meant for amazing things.

The mind was made to illuminate the heart.

We inhale, exhale and reset.

Even after everything we’ve seen, we’ve barely caught a glimpse of what it means.

Every wrong will be made right.

Life is a mess we wake up to.

Our future is a blank page that we chose to pour ourselves into.

So slowly I’m losing who I’ve sworn to be.

I’ve spent my life building walls; brick by brick and bruise by bruise.

Help me remember the hope that I have compromised.

I know it seems it was just some crazy dream and I know my eyes were closed but this dream feels more real to me than life itself.

I’ll do whatever it takes.

We’re closer than ever before.

Chances are we are the same.