<font color=seagreen> She let out a soft breath at that, her heart breaking with the words. She swallowed heavily as she bit her lip, thinking over her reply before she spoke. "Then...I'll just be another job to you and we probably shouldn't be sharing a bed." She murmured quietly, her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out how this had all turned out so bad. She couldn't have him here next to her though and not touch him, not be with him. It just hurt to bad. If they were done, really done, he needed to be out sleeping on the couch, not next to her. There couldn't be anymore small touches or long glances, it would have to be complete professional otherwise she would just lose it. </font color> -- :. Extra Board .:

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Date Posted: 19:59:54 01/17/06 Tue
Author: Shay
Subject: She let out a soft breath at that, her heart breaking with the words. She swallowed heavily as she bit her lip, thinking over her reply before she spoke. "Then...I'll just be another job to you and we probably shouldn't be sharing a bed." She murmured quietly, her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out how this had all turned out so bad. She couldn't have him here next to her though and not touch him, not be with him. It just hurt to bad. If they were done, really done, he needed to be out sleeping on the couch, not next to her. There couldn't be anymore small touches or long glances, it would have to be complete professional otherwise she would just lose it.
In reply to: Remy 's message, "I treated you bad, you bruised my face
Couldn't love you more, you've got a beautiful taste

Don't let the days go by
Could've been easier on you
I couldn't change though I wanted to.." on 13:17:39 01/14/06 Sat

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(He stubbornly refused to move from the spot he was in until he understood what was going on.) I feel so confused. (He admitted, for the first in his life initiating a conversation about his emotions. He hadn't taken his medication, so he was slipping back into a drug-free state that allowed him to feel his normal compulsion to be affectionate with her.) I feel like I am two people right now. (He ran a hand over his face, the sudden idea of losing her bringing on a severe attack of anxiety that welled up within him and forced him to lean his head back on the headboard, breathing through his nose to calm the rush of blood to his head. His hands were shaking and his eyes were closed tight against what was fast becoming too bright of a light.) Shay, I need my bag. (He said in a tense voice, he needed his pills.) (NT) -- Remy, 20:11:07 01/17/06 Tue

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