❛ Is that really how you feel? ❜
♡ / accepting / @lightlyguiding
♡ — Yes! does her heart wish to scream, to shout, to break free from this symphony of sorrow that has been strumming its woeful tune ever since that fateful eve. Ever since the word traitor was uttered unto the wind, from one set of lips to another; left to fly free & sow the seeds of d o u b t within the hearts & minds of those who would dare listen.
Yes! For oh how she desires nothing more than for this rendition of pain & heartache to reach its end, for accusations & arguments to be flung no more never more & the companions she once merrily greeted day in & day out to embrace once more… to welcome each other back with open arms, & forget this act. This soul wrenching, sickening act, & return to that which they had always been. A family.
Yet, not for the first time does her throat close. Mouth left agape, as plea after plea for peace are snuffed out before their first breath- before they even stood a chance. Dying upon hesitant tongue, as vulpine head falls, lowering to stare at the nothingness that was the pavement below their feet. “ I just… “ Ava began, voice but a whisper as ah, there it went, the rumblings of a storm- of a heart that felt to much- hushed into the quiet of she who was at war with herself. Who did not know what to do- what was r i g h t. “ I’m… worried… What will become of us, I wonder… “