I don't blame you for it. I bring it up only because I need you to understand.
[Because she's seen the bathroom. Because she's seen the torn stitches. Because she's seen the mess he still is, the red eyes, the blotchy face, the mess of his hair. Because she's heard the disbelief and the rattle of almost-hysteria in his laughter. Because she knows there is still such a deep wellspring of sadness inside of him, even now.
She lets her hands drift up, taking his face in both of them, cupping his jawline on either side in her palms.]
I am here. I picked you. I was as good as gone, and came back, because I wanted to be with you.
[Idly, she traces the pad of her thumb over the swell of his lower lip.]
You must remember. Promise me, that you will remember how loved you are.
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[Because she's seen the bathroom. Because she's seen the torn stitches. Because she's seen the mess he still is, the red eyes, the blotchy face, the mess of his hair. Because she's heard the disbelief and the rattle of almost-hysteria in his laughter. Because she knows there is still such a deep wellspring of sadness inside of him, even now.
She lets her hands drift up, taking his face in both of them, cupping his jawline on either side in her palms.]
I am here. I picked you. I was as good as gone, and came back, because I wanted to be with you.
[Idly, she traces the pad of her thumb over the swell of his lower lip.]
You must remember. Promise me, that you will remember how loved you are.