Contemplation.
I sat in one of the bigger trees on the edge of the estate, my back against the expansive trunk, legs stretched out and crossed on the large branch, cigar burnin’ in the growin’ darkness. I sat there and stewed.
Slim and Frost! Sweet Boneless Christ!
Bastard sure didn’t waste time movin’ on. Makes me sick. This was the guy Red picked?!? Damn it, she deserved better!
I looked out at the settin’ sun, its last brilliant orange, red and gold light hittin’ the clouds… and it only reminded me of her even more.
I’ve lost every woman I’ve ever loved. Takes its toll on a man. Even me, the rough, rugged, closed off son of a bitch. ‘Course, maybe I’m like that ‘cause I have lost so much, ya ever think of that? That’s a typical response to pain like that, ain’t it? Shut down, try not to make a connection with anyone else, ‘cause the less you care, the less you hurt.
I let out a snort of laughter at that thought.
Rarely worked out that way, ‘specially in their world. Xavier’s bunch. They’re all about caring. They care for each other, they care for strangers, and they even care for those ones that fear them. And, I s’pose to a certain extent, so do I. Hard to be in their world so long and not.
That’s why I take off so much, and why I’ve pondered stayin’ gone most of the times I do.
But in the end I always come back. I come back ‘cause the emptiness is worse than the pain.
Slim and Frost! Sweet Boneless Christ!
Bastard sure didn’t waste time movin’ on. Makes me sick. This was the guy Red picked?!? Damn it, she deserved better!
I looked out at the settin’ sun, its last brilliant orange, red and gold light hittin’ the clouds… and it only reminded me of her even more.
I’ve lost every woman I’ve ever loved. Takes its toll on a man. Even me, the rough, rugged, closed off son of a bitch. ‘Course, maybe I’m like that ‘cause I have lost so much, ya ever think of that? That’s a typical response to pain like that, ain’t it? Shut down, try not to make a connection with anyone else, ‘cause the less you care, the less you hurt.
I let out a snort of laughter at that thought.
Rarely worked out that way, ‘specially in their world. Xavier’s bunch. They’re all about caring. They care for each other, they care for strangers, and they even care for those ones that fear them. And, I s’pose to a certain extent, so do I. Hard to be in their world so long and not.
That’s why I take off so much, and why I’ve pondered stayin’ gone most of the times I do.
But in the end I always come back. I come back ‘cause the emptiness is worse than the pain.