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dear_mun2014-08-03 05:30 pm
luckandpluck) wrote in dear_mun2014-08-03 05:30 pm
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[He knew the mun shouldn't have brought the topic up in the first place over Skype.]
... you're seriously getting emotional about this? Really?
It's not happening anytime soon, so why are you fretting over it? Clearly even during your long break from that place you still feel the need to shove me out somewhere every now and then, and you're still working on some stuff 'bout me too, so why this worry all of a sudden? I get thinking ahead, but you're practically getting worked up over nothing.
[He pauses then, sights dropping briefly as his stance takes a slightly more sheepish posture.]
... besides, both you and I know that when the day comes, you'll have other things to keep up your time, so it won't really be a boring existence. And you could always come back if you wanted to, too, should it ever happen. I doubt I'll be going anywhere anyway should it ever happen-- much as I don't like being 'round you, your headspace is pretty much all I know.
And should it ever happen and eventually I get the urge to get up and leave, well... it's not like you don't have anything left to look back on and remember me by. Or the times spent 'round all those other guys, whether they were nasty or actually kind of enjoyable, or some strange concocted mix of both. It's been a hell of a ride so far, you know-- as much as I kinda don't like you for a lot of things, we've pretty much... been through a lot together. So if I do end up leaving, there's still the memories at least of all the chaos you sort of dragged me into, right? And I could always come back. Maybe different and not the same way you remember me, but I could come back nevertheless.
... why are we talking 'bout such a depressing topic, anyway? From the looks of it, you're nowhere close to quitting giving me all these headaches to deal with. [He snorts.] So how about instead on wondering about these ridiculous things, you go back to reading that book of yours?Which you're supposed to be doing anyway, get the hell off this site--
... it'll be okay, mun. Really.
It's not happening anytime soon, so why are you fretting over it? Clearly even during your long break from that place you still feel the need to shove me out somewhere every now and then, and you're still working on some stuff 'bout me too, so why this worry all of a sudden? I get thinking ahead, but you're practically getting worked up over nothing.
[He pauses then, sights dropping briefly as his stance takes a slightly more sheepish posture.]
... besides, both you and I know that when the day comes, you'll have other things to keep up your time, so it won't really be a boring existence. And you could always come back if you wanted to, too, should it ever happen. I doubt I'll be going anywhere anyway should it ever happen-- much as I don't like being 'round you, your headspace is pretty much all I know.
And should it ever happen and eventually I get the urge to get up and leave, well... it's not like you don't have anything left to look back on and remember me by. Or the times spent 'round all those other guys, whether they were nasty or actually kind of enjoyable, or some strange concocted mix of both. It's been a hell of a ride so far, you know-- as much as I kinda don't like you for a lot of things, we've pretty much... been through a lot together. So if I do end up leaving, there's still the memories at least of all the chaos you sort of dragged me into, right? And I could always come back. Maybe different and not the same way you remember me, but I could come back nevertheless.
... why are we talking 'bout such a depressing topic, anyway? From the looks of it, you're nowhere close to quitting giving me all these headaches to deal with. [He snorts.] So how about instead on wondering about these ridiculous things, you go back to reading that book of yours?
... it'll be okay, mun. Really.