SaphireTsuki
Aspiring Author
The sound of the song... it was a soft song, she remembered it from her childhood. Eyes softly closed, head once more laying against his chest, the corners of her lips turning up into what was almost a smile... yes, it was a song to heal. Softly she began to add the lyrics, finding where he was and quietly joining in. For just this time she'd forget everything, just this once she'd pretend that she wasn't a mismatched combination of machine and man, just let herself feel. In letting herself feel this, however, she sang with the sorrow and pain of her own heart, letting it out of her frozen and sealed heart, into the world for just that short time. Whether Jamil would understand something from her she didn't know. He might be able to find the profound sense of loss and confusion, utter surprise and fear at the realization of her missing memories, the tentative desire to believe in the song... even though she refused to do so.
Hope was frightening, and she'd already given up, utterly and completely.
Hope was frightening, and she'd already given up, utterly and completely.