#hiya.

Yet here he stood. In all his glory the sun had come out again. I go to reach, to have myself sliced open by a trail long due.  He had come out of the weaving hallways like a spirit that wanted his mistreatments accounted for. I look at him and I see the mixtures in his demeanor. Hurt, rage, sadness, they all lay loud against his unmoving form. I was counted  out from bone to flesh, and they looked to want a resettling. 

I grab his arm, there are stories in it. Of a hand that wanted to belong , of a man changed and a gun held to a temple. And I shudder. I am so done I cannot sum the right functions of breathing, and so my heart goes down into beatings upon my chest. 

  " Hugo?  Is this really you?"

It wasn’t terribly often that Vincent had out his phone. He only really looked at the thing every few days unless he was expecting something relatively important, be it professional or personal. Yet there he was then, expression cold beyond a slight furrow of his brows and an ever so subtle hint of annoyance in his red eyes as he peered down at the device.

   𝚈𝙾𝚄      𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙿      𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳      𝚃𝙷𝙴      𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚈𝚆𝙰𝚈,      𝙰      𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙾𝚆      𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴      𝚃𝙾      𝚃𝙷𝙴      𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳      𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳.      you      are      self      aware      ,      the      world      is      turning      its      behavior      and      it      demands      you      to      break      and      settle      into      the      boundaires      of      its      rage.            and      so      you      pull      backward      away      from      everything      of      meaning,      body      elastic      as      you      give      one      last      smile.      It      is      untill      your      space      is            caught      and      a      person      comes      jarringly      into      view.            you      go      on      to      move      forward      but      there      is      something      about      him      ,      something      in      his      rooh      that      cuts      the      breath      from      your      chest.