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When I saw her eyes fill with tears it was like my heart was breaking into a million pieces. Without thinking about it I leaned up over the table and put a hand on her shoulder, letting the hand slid down until it was holding her upper arm. my face twisted in pain and concern as I watched her. My mind was racing and it wasn't even editing, it was too wrapped up in emotion to edit the next words that came out of my mouth.
"Tara, I love you, I've never felt like you were inadequate. I always thought that you were beautiful and wonderful." I paused and removed my hand, setting myself back into my seat, looking away from her, finally realizing what I might have done, and feeling horrible about it. "I praticed all the time, day and night, even when I should have been paying attention in class. And I wasn't good at everything I did, I just only did things in front of the group that I knew I was good at. I don't like failing and failing infront of everyone is even worse." I wasn't really sure what else to say to her, then she picked up the conversation again.
At the mention of Buffy, a felt a slight shiver run down my spine and my features sunk again. Part of what had caused the depression ealier was the memories of Buffy and here she had been mentioned once agian. I let my eyes stay on the floor, between my slip up and the mention of Buffy, my emotions were zooming all around the place and I didn't know what to do with myself.
"Tara, I love you, I've never felt like you were inadequate. I always thought that you were beautiful and wonderful." I paused and removed my hand, setting myself back into my seat, looking away from her, finally realizing what I might have done, and feeling horrible about it. "I praticed all the time, day and night, even when I should have been paying attention in class. And I wasn't good at everything I did, I just only did things in front of the group that I knew I was good at. I don't like failing and failing infront of everyone is even worse." I wasn't really sure what else to say to her, then she picked up the conversation again.
At the mention of Buffy, a felt a slight shiver run down my spine and my features sunk again. Part of what had caused the depression ealier was the memories of Buffy and here she had been mentioned once agian. I let my eyes stay on the floor, between my slip up and the mention of Buffy, my emotions were zooming all around the place and I didn't know what to do with myself.