There are things she could do. A lot. But could isn't would and isn't will, and she won't, because that's what it's about, in the end. This is what it's about. Not waiting for the Sister, but the moments where even if you are waiting for the Sister--or a bus--or for the cake to be finished baking--whatever it is, it's about the moments where mad or sad or filled with glee, you know it's okay.
However you are, it's okay.
It's just the way it was meant to be, because it's what you chose.
"Can I tell you another secret, Ennis?" she asks, and what had been silver flecks have taken over her eyes til they're just wide and shining and almost like mirrors where it's easier to see yourself--the good and the bad and all that is you in them--than anything else.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2006-10-14 04:42 am (UTC)"Desire's good at that."
There are things she could do. A lot. But could isn't would and isn't will, and she won't, because that's what it's about, in the end. This is what it's about. Not waiting for the Sister, but the moments where even if you are waiting for the Sister--or a bus--or for the cake to be finished baking--whatever it is, it's about the moments where mad or sad or filled with glee, you know it's okay.
However you are, it's okay.
It's just the way it was meant to be, because it's what you chose.
"Can I tell you another secret, Ennis?" she asks, and what had been silver flecks have taken over her eyes til they're just wide and shining and almost like mirrors where it's easier to see yourself--the good and the bad and all that is you in them--than anything else.