[ It's harder with him standing next to her; she can't see what expression he's making, and she's too aware that he's right there, and she keeps wanting to turn to talk to him face to face but instead she has to train her eyes out to the horizon, at the gentle slope of treetops that rise towards the sky.
She thinks of saying she doesn't need anybody to tell her she's strong, or to praise her confidence, or to believe in her, but those sorts of things goes without saying. Meaningless. ...but still nice to hear. ]
Why are you sorry?
[ The clouds look a little darker in the horizon. Hopefully it'll rain soon. ]
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She thinks of saying she doesn't need anybody to tell her she's strong, or to praise her confidence, or to believe in her, but those sorts of things goes without saying. Meaningless. ...but still nice to hear. ]
Why are you sorry?
[ The clouds look a little darker in the horizon. Hopefully it'll rain soon. ]
Only be sorry for things you regret.