heaven's not enough [sparrow w/archaic]

Oh, you can't hear me cry, see my dreams all die, from where you're standing, on your own. It's so quiet here, and I feel so cold. This house no longer, feels like home. Oh,when you told me you'd leave, I felt like I couldn't breathe. My aching body fell to the floor, then I called you at home. You said that you weren't alone. I should've known better, now it hurts much more. You caused my heart to bleed and, you still owe me a reason. 'Cause I can't figure out why...

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The worst part of the deep emotives welling within his chest were not the facts that he'd have to be the one to watch over Gwendolyn from now own. It was not the fact that he'd have to watch the children of the avian-nicknamed man grow up. It was not the fact that he'd never see the dishevelled man again, no; it was the fact that he would always know, in the darkest corners of his mind, that this was all of his fault. All of it. From the moment he lived on, to the very moment in which his body would cease to function, his memories and everything that once made him humanoid faded, it would always remain with him. And, the thing about pain, is that it demands to be felt.

Reluctantly, an ashen paw was lowered to the terrain, the earth beneath simply not feeling a part of reality. He could barely breathe; he didn't know what he was supposed to think, to feel, to do. Almost as if life had lost it's purpose. The strange light-headedness could have been induced through the countless sobs throughout the prior scene, and though his stubbornness wouldn't allow him to admit it, he'd felt his heart shattering, shredded, torn; destroyed. He felt so cold, as if the world has stopped around him. It was all so... So surreal. To think that he'd never again return to see the man's dishevelled features there to greet him. He'd never again lay eyes upon the scrawny frame, or feel the urge to protect him from every oncoming threat that stood in his path. His life had revolved around the man, and now? Now there was nothing but a void. There was no way to fix this, to make amends. There was no more Quintin, and there would never be any more Quintin. All of it... His fault. If he hadn't have carried on in the lies for so long, this wouldn't have happened. If he hadn't said anything, it wouldn't have happened... Just anything but what he did could have prevented it.

His ragged, uneven breathing pulsed through his frame, desperate to get some sort of grip on his wavering vision, and the feeling that his innards had just been torn out his chest. Hot saliva balled back down his throat as he swallowed, pain searing through his own thought at the thought of the blood cloaking the man's. Audits lay pinned against his skull, stumbling forward across the terrain, his destination unknown. He just... He couldn't be here. No, not at all.

It seemed, however, as though he would not receive his departure so soon, for the chillingly familiar frame of the humanoid form drew into his blurred occulars, gaze immediately pulled into focus at the sight of him. Crimson hued irises blazed in a complex mixture of emotions; rage, sympathy, aggravation, hurt, betrayal... But none of such emotions were directed towards Cody. No, he didn't have the heart to shout at the shifter, nor get annoyed; he didn't have a heart left. It'd been carved out. A sharp sting pierced his chest, however, at the sound of the shifter's cries. They flooded through his veins like poison, rotting him to the core. "I-I-..." the mongrel began before even considering what the fuck he was supposed to say to the man, "I-I d-don't..." Irises clentched shut as, again, images of the murder sprung into his mind. The violent bareness of the familiar man's features amplified the lump in his throat and the numbing pains in his chest. "P-please..." Unsure of what he was supposed to do, to say, or to feel, his jaw clamped shut, and he dipped his skull, eyes closed, releasing a choked sob.

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Why I'm alone and freezing, while you're in the bed that she's in, And I'm just left alone to cry. You caused my heart to bleed and, you still owe me a reason, 'cause I can't figure out why. You caused my heart to bleed and, you still owe me a reason, 'cause I can't figure out why... Oh, you can't hear me cry, see my dreams all die, from where you're standing, on your own. It's so quiet here, and I feel so cold. This house no longer feels like home.

W O R D S
God knows

T A G
@codycurrington played by RENDEZVOUS

N O T E S
Just casually gonna bawl my heart out over here alright. D'x

M U S E
So Cold, Loosing Your Memory, Happy Ending.