I feel a twitch of pain as he uses a word in doubt. It reminded me of how insensitive an airman and Ms. unsteady(who walked beside till trouble brewed) were when they tried to break a morale using a situation. It did stagger me initially since I held respect for the airman but then I learnt to write them away once I realised they were not worth the sincerity given.
He was not like them, that I was sure. Yet he was frank enough to express a doubt at what I had to tell.
I couldn't blame him.
A vampire hardly narrated, I was now narrating him bells, lights and horses.
Perhaps he felt sorry for my head.
I couldn't prove anything to him.
I spoke to him from the heart.
I did not tell him I felt happy whenever I met him.
I did not tell him my day was lucky if I happened to see him.
I told him what I would not to another, I sought help in ways I couldn't believe that it was me.
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