i know you so well - ymir x historia

C16 - i've got tired eyes

...i've got tired eyes

love is such a divided topic. many people think of it as a feeling. but the idea that it is something intuitive, as in to read your lover's mind, is too much of a let-down because it is so many things.

it is art. it is our creations, our minds. it's on the hood of your car, the cracks in your bones, on your porch, waiting at your door. it's in whiskers and wet noses, coos and first words, wrinkles on your eyes.

but if love is so sacred, why is it confined to lies? if you love someone, how could you hurt them? the truth is, sometimes, it hurts to do the mundane everyday things, yet the people we love will still be there.

its hitting snooze when you know they're too tired, but staying awake to make sure they don't sleep in.

and sometimes it hurts to be honest. all kinds of relationships take a commitment to growth. and how can we grow without healing?

they say within everything beautiful is something sinister. and love can make us do crazy things. but regardless of all the stories, the movies, the songs, dying for each other, ending the world to save the other. can't it just be simple?

can love be reserved for the finest of moments, rid of all objections, all disputes?

like how rain drops hit the water, how the waves rise in the sea?

small streams of water trickle down ymir's forehead. the water warm, the moon glowing through the window.

it had been a while since she'd spent the day alone. the weeks had been pushing on, the school year dragging out.

the steam coated the mirrors and heated up the room. when the water turned off, it was quiet. the serendipity of nights like this were always bittersweet.

ymir and her peers found themselves staying up late to catch up with themselves. the struggle of being young is so overlooked. they have fears and experience powerlessness just as much as anyone else. and with that comes stress and anxiety.

children become teenagers and so much is thrown at them at once, it's no wonder they're so stressed.

so she relished the silence, the warmth.

taught all of these things all at once, when will they be taught how to cope? when will they be taught how to heal?

when will they be allowed to be tired and rest?

AN:// erm long time no see. also 1k wowww !! thank u all for reading :D) hugz come one and all! only a few chapters left sadly:,(

i wanted to write this short chapter to get back in the swing of things while also addressing the stress sm of you go through. i hope this reminds someone to sit alone w themselves. i'm always here to talk if anyone needs<3