I...fulfill my purpose by going home. There was a time--most of the first year I spent here, really--when I couldn't even really think about anything else.
I... well. A lot of the people who've changed me most have left already, you know? I want to take them all with me when I go home. [clenches her hand on her dead grass, not looking at him, making a noticeable effort to keep her voice level] I want to live for my purpose as the person they made me, as hard as I can, and... carve those feelings on my world as strongly as they've etched themselves into my soul. All those memories. The joys and pains... I want to make my existence a place where those things are always there.
It's a little better now, but I can't forget it.
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Well... of course. A lot of us have something... really important at home, waiting.
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...but then there's the people here. Isn't that funny?
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...I don't know if I can, but...
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It's...it's possible.
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...mm. It hurts to let yourself be changed that much, though. I can't... deny that.
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It's like being torn apart.
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