At first on their missions they each miss their families, sometimes so much that it seems to scrape out their insides; now, out of necessity, they’ve come to see that their family is this one here, these others who know the things they know and see the things they see, with whom they need no words of explanation. When they get back how will they even begin to say what happened to them, who and what they were?
There's no use in crying,
All my tears won't drown my pain,
Free me from your sorrow,
I can't grieve you again.
All my tears won't drown my pain,
Free me from your sorrow,
I can't grieve you again.
me connecting all the depressing songs that i hear to my doomed yaois because my relationship is literally perfect and calm
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