rewind to 2007.

[pendules]

Oh, my God. This is so random, but - Let's pretend it is two years ago, okay? This is completely unchanged from when I wrote it back then. Of course, so many things have changed in real life. The end of Compare/Contrast and the end of this, too, makes that so starkly obvious to me. This is just for a sense of completeness.

previous: 2005 & 2007:

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[diskarte]

!!!! oh my god. no ~great comment yet but i am so excited to read this i hate having school afk!!!shdfdsa!!!

that and, basically, i love you.

[diskarte]

Instead, he makes polite, stiff conversation, so unlike their previous exchange, when Kakà was in an airport, leaving Milan. (And Sheva knows something, everything, has changed. Maybe there's something about winning. He knows it: it makes you braver than you were, so unlike losing; when you lose, you tend to hang on to unnecessary things, unnecessary sentiments, and superfluous hope, because you don't want to change, admit, accept. He, still, doesn't know which one makes you a better person.)

He lets Xabi hold his hand, for a second or two, and he wraps his arms around his waist, chest against back, face against neck, as they both fall asleep, but maybe it's purely out of obligation at this stage, and maybe it's not enough; maybe it was never enough. Maybe the simple things are wasted on them (him), and maybe this, all of it, didn't matter, not when they were losing, not when they lost.

And there is no more questioning. Time is inconsequential.

you are so good at writing, it's a bit ridiculous.

[pendules]

Two-years-ago!me says thanks! ;)