staggers: (ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ)
cloud strife. ([personal profile] staggers) wrote 2015-08-17 02:36 am (UTC)

voice. my heart

I think I can keep it, now. So yeah, it is.

[ there are promises he's broken, be it because he had no control, or the world simply didn't work in a way that favored them. here in eudio, though, there's an agency he has that he didn't elsewhere. he feels like he can keep promises to aerith, now. it's a shaky faith, but it's his. he only hopes it's enough, for now. ]

I guess it won't. Always a problem solver.

[ and there's that bloom of affection again, warm in a way that causes a hitch to his breath and another quirk to his lips. he's stopped to lean against his apartment's door, taking in the fresh air paired with the sound of her. he doesn't want to take it for granted, can't. ]

Aerith, you know, I— [ a rush of air, his lungs pushing the breath from them, and he clears his throat, dropping his gaze. his voice quiets, and: ] Missed you.

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