[private] you feel so lost, adaline

[jarris]

Perhaps he was arrogant. 
Perhaps this is where he learns all of the things he failed to learn in life.
Perhaps now he will have his heart broken for all of the hearts he broke. 

How arrogant of him to believe himself memorable. It has been years, decades maybe, and she’s looking at him with eyes so soft they cannot be real. She murmurs the name, her name, and goes on studying him and he can feel the fissure cracks as they splinter through his chest.

She does not remember him.

But he does not allow her question to take him to his knees. He never could allow himself the luxury of weakness. So, his expression softens around the rounded edges of a patient, wayward smile.

“Yes,” he says and nods once, his gaze darkening in concentration as he meets her eye again. “In a different life,” he continues and then looks past her at the swath of light unfurling across the meadow. “A long time ago, we knew each other quite well.” 

He catches the rest between his teeth. He does not tell her that he loved her once or that they’d had a daughter and she’d been so impossibly beautiful.

“Jarris,” he adds, almost as an afterthought, dragging his focus back to her face. “My name is Jarris.”

jarris

now I’ve been crazy, couldn’t you tell? I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell