[ Not everything can be fixed, he wants to say, but the words don't come out of him so easily. Maybe it's just his own that he can never really seem to fix, but that's no one's problem but his own.
He closes his eyes when she lays her head against him, and wonders if she really does miss him, or the person he used to be. The one who no longer exists.]
I know it feels like I'm always busy, but I'm still right here.
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Date: 2022-08-03 06:28 pm (UTC)He closes his eyes when she lays her head against him, and wonders if she really does miss him, or the person he used to be. The one who no longer exists.]
I know it feels like I'm always busy, but I'm still right here.
[It's the best he can do for now.]