Lena bows her head and nods in agreement. "I know," she says quietly, and she does. Whether you've had good experiences or good examples it's always going to be different because no one relationship is the same as another. "They're all like different languages and the only people that can speak it are the ones in the relationship. I know."
Another Lena-ism when it comes to explaining things.
"And there will be times when I'm talking Chinese and you're speaking in Russian and we'll be yelling it at each other but I'll have to go I do not speak Russian, Lucky. And that's when we need to take up... Portuguese. Together. Pretend that made sense."
Is it that hard to just say you'll need to meet in the middle, Lena? Really?
Anyway. They're not rational fears but the narrations very well know just how irrational fears can be and how they can affect the way you relate to other people, especially when you care about them most.
A smile lights up her face and she closes her eyes at the feel of his fingers brushing the hair away from her face. They will. They can make these promises again so they don't forget them for next time. And she does want to. Her heart's always been in it. Anything and everything she has done has been done thinking she's looking out for his best interests. It's never been about not loving him anymore. She's loved him every step of the way.
She has a feeling he'd know if that somehow stopped being true. But it won't be.
Lena laughs quietly, bowing her head before she looks up at him. It may have been five days ago, but she can still remember what it felt like to dread that whatever they'd had would be lost for good. "Trophy sounds a lot better," she says softly, tugging on his hand almost playfully, if not for the genuine understanding to how close of a call this was.
He was right, in the end. Love isn't perfect because lovers that love are men. Something can end. Something can break. And while there's that beautiful line of Love endures all it does not say Lovers endure all. She looks down at their hands. "Even if we broke those promises we made to each other I'd like to...retake them. That's do-able, isn't it?"
People renew all sorts of vows all the time, whether they've failed in the past or not. They can try again. She'd want to try again.
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Another Lena-ism when it comes to explaining things.
"And there will be times when I'm talking Chinese and you're speaking in Russian and we'll be yelling it at each other but I'll have to go I do not speak Russian, Lucky. And that's when we need to take up... Portuguese. Together. Pretend that made sense."
Is it that hard to just say you'll need to meet in the middle, Lena? Really?
Anyway. They're not rational fears but the narrations very well know just how irrational fears can be and how they can affect the way you relate to other people, especially when you care about them most.
A smile lights up her face and she closes her eyes at the feel of his fingers brushing the hair away from her face. They will. They can make these promises again so they don't forget them for next time. And she does want to. Her heart's always been in it. Anything and everything she has done has been done thinking she's looking out for his best interests. It's never been about not loving him anymore. She's loved him every step of the way.
She has a feeling he'd know if that somehow stopped being true. But it won't be.
Lena laughs quietly, bowing her head before she looks up at him. It may have been five days ago, but she can still remember what it felt like to dread that whatever they'd had would be lost for good. "Trophy sounds a lot better," she says softly, tugging on his hand almost playfully, if not for the genuine understanding to how close of a call this was.
He was right, in the end. Love isn't perfect because lovers that love are men. Something can end. Something can break. And while there's that beautiful line of Love endures all it does not say Lovers endure all. She looks down at their hands. "Even if we broke those promises we made to each other I'd like to...retake them. That's do-able, isn't it?"
People renew all sorts of vows all the time, whether they've failed in the past or not. They can try again. She'd want to try again.
Even the silly promises.