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result:     WHERE YOU ARE HEARD.

how badly does your throat ache?  when was it that you started yelling?  screaming for a split second of recognition in their eyes.  i think i heard you last night,  right before i fell asleep,  an echo of some sorts.  you remember everything and it has rightfully made you angry.  there's a part of you that lost its trust in humanity.  you've tried it.  you've sat them down and explained it,  you've written the poems and the stories,  you've tried your hand at composing the tunes that match your inner worlds.  you've drawn pretty pictures.  you've tried,  with every last bit of energy inside of you,  to translate what you've been meaning to say.  i want to ask you to tell me about it,  to scream,  to demand that i hear you.  i wish i could be next to you.  it's so simple,  this thing you desire.  to have someone just look at you,  for once,  and truly see you,  see their eyes light up with all that you've been thinking.  i hope you can look in the mirror and see yourself,  as wonderful as you are,  breathe in deeply,  breathe out.  know that you are here,  that you are yours.  that you will always be there to listen to yourself.  be gentle with your heart,  despite the anger oh please,  be gentle.  the day will come,  when you will be holding yourself in your arms,  the most beautiful love you'll have ever found,  and i promise you people will come along and recognise the image you have painted.  they will sit next to you.  they'll hear you before you say a word.  you'll be like art to them,  the way you're art to yourself,  the way even the river sees you walk by and silently sighs her admiration.

       julia pulls open the door, gasping when she spots stella. seizing the other woman’s wrist, she quickly pulls her inside. ❝ oh my god, get in here, you’re going to get soaked ! ❞ too little too late, perhaps, but her intentions were pure. ❝ jesus, stella, what were you thinking ? ❞ she quickly fetches a towel from the bathroom and wraps it around stella’s shoulders. ❝ you aren’t going ANYWHERE right now. except maybe to take a shower so you don’t get sick. i can lay some clothes out for you, okay ? ❞

she can’t help the way her lips curl at the sides,  sparks almost flaring in her eyes.  trust julia to focus on the opposite,  motherly instincts kicking in -  she gathers it’s something one never learns to forget,  always following julia around as separate entities roam the earth.  ( well,  at least what her own mother failed to do )    “ i was thinking, ”    a pause as she drips all over julia’s home,  her fingers curling round julia’s wrist as she cocks her head to the side.    “ that i didn’t say goodbye. ”    she doesn’t do goodbyes.  no,  stella gibson leaves high and dry without so much as looking back or a second thought;  she kept her head held high and made sure everybody knew that it was herself before anyone else.