Romans & histoires Speak To Me

"I'm fine" I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine. "I didn't mean t-to scare you, I'm fine now really" I knew I wasn't even convincing myself as I threw her a weak smile. "Talk to me, when I was in your position, all I ever wanted was to have somebody to talk to."

I just speak it fluently. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Me: Can I ask something stupid?

he says to me. **

I lose myself there. — Tell me you're here, I say. Tell me you're real. — I'm here. I'm real. — Tell me you're not leaving. — I'm not leaving. — Tell me it's true. — It's true. It's all true. Now, stop talking.

I zoomed out a bit and then spoke. “Get on with it”

I spoke. “Come again, baby?” “Do-Ahhh!”

“Tell me something.” “Yes?”

I'm here if you want to talk to me. I love you all, I hope you know that. Korra.

I leaned in close, voice raw. “Tell me how to remember you.”