36. breakpoint
You wonder if you'll ever say it.
You don't know the words you might use. They all meld together in your mind, and the harder you try to focus on pulling them apart, the more tightly they cling together. What would you even attempt to say? Can you define yourself? Are there words that exist what could explain what you are? Who you are? How you are?
Are there words in any of the languages that describe what he is to you? He whispers in Thalassian, and you wonder if the ancestors might give you some words of your own in a tongue he doesn't speak that might work the same way. Words that might convey how much he is. How bright a beacon, and how like the sun.
You want him to keep you. You want him to mark you as his, and only his, for all of time. Oh, you want-
You don't know the words you might use. They all meld together in your mind, and the harder you try to focus on pulling them apart, the more tightly they cling together. What would you even attempt to say? Can you define yourself? Are there words that exist what could explain what you are? Who you are? How you are?
Are there words in any of the languages that describe what he is to you? He whispers in Thalassian, and you wonder if the ancestors might give you some words of your own in a tongue he doesn't speak that might work the same way. Words that might convey how much he is. How bright a beacon, and how like the sun.
You want him to keep you. You want him to mark you as his, and only his, for all of time. Oh, you want-