[ it's hard to think about this clearly. it's hard to think about Mary. it's hard to feel the grooves of the tenets you've punched into stone for so long when your fingers feel so numb.
Robert's pulse spikes when his eyes soak in those four words Joseph sends him. Robert swears he can feel the air around him begin to tense around him. he takes another sip of wine. the atmosphere in this house has never felt emptier, like echoes carry further than is truly possible. Robert doesn't want to be alone in this place.
which is why he goes out so much. bars, shows, the woods -- anywhere is better than being alone in your empty home at the end of the day. Robert knows he can't, and he shouldn't rely on Joseph to be able to fill in that empty space. it's a void only Robert carries. he knows that.
but despite all sensibility, he's holding his phone, typing again. ]
[1/3] no
[2/3] you shouldn't
[ Robert is starting to think, a little, that he's having an out of body experience. he feels completely numb at the skin, but his chest feels almost uncomfortably full of sensation, his pulse pounding, his blood's own heat that seems to keep steadily rising.
he stares at the hole he's begun digging, words cutting into bedrock he's spent so long relying on to hold him up. there's a pause before another text. ]
no subject
Robert's pulse spikes when his eyes soak in those four words Joseph sends him. Robert swears he can feel the air around him begin to tense around him. he takes another sip of wine. the atmosphere in this house has never felt emptier, like echoes carry further than is truly possible. Robert doesn't want to be alone in this place.
which is why he goes out so much. bars, shows, the woods -- anywhere is better than being alone in your empty home at the end of the day. Robert knows he can't, and he shouldn't rely on Joseph to be able to fill in that empty space. it's a void only Robert carries. he knows that.
but despite all sensibility, he's holding his phone, typing again. ]
[1/3] no
[2/3] you shouldn't
[ Robert is starting to think, a little, that he's having an out of body experience. he feels completely numb at the skin, but his chest feels almost uncomfortably full of sensation, his pulse pounding, his blood's own heat that seems to keep steadily rising.
he stares at the hole he's begun digging, words cutting into bedrock he's spent so long relying on to hold him up. there's a pause before another text. ]
[3/3] but i want you here