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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*here be Asch, looking relatively calm- a little tired, maybe, but calm, despite his Papa not remembering who he is anymore. or so it seems. so he's in bed, right now, plucking at the strings of his guitar, trying not to think of that certain Asch...*

((in other words, Pronnie will stop spamming with Metalhead soon.))

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[crimsonsymfonic.livejournal.com]

*silent, he walks in, closing the door behind him lightly before situating himself next to him on the bed; laying on his stomach, he peers up at the other* ...Hey.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*doesn't look at him, but, instead, closes his eyes* Hi.

[crimsonsymfonic.livejournal.com]

*pokes his thigh lightly, drumming out a silent beat* ...You doin' alright?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

As alright as I can be...

[crimsonsymfonic.livejournal.com]

...There still might be a chance he'll get his memories back.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Don't, Luke. Don't mention him ever again. I'm over this. I'm over getting hurt like this. I'm over his empty promises. I don't care if he gets his memory back; he's broken me too much already.

[crimsonsymfonic.livejournal.com]

*Luke's quiet for a while, the hand on the other's thigh growing still for a moment before squeezing comfortingly* You shouldn't think like that.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Why the hell not? He promised me he wouldn't leave. Whatever mental stability I've had is almost completely gone because I've been toyed around by him. He supposedly loves me? I'd rather live with my real parents, if they were still alive. At least they had a reason for hurting me.

[crimsonsymfonic.livejournal.com]

*Recoils slightly at the others tone, unsure of how to respond* ...I guess it's best not to dwell on it then...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...You're lucky. To have parents who loved you.

[crimsonsymfonic.livejournal.com]

Lucky...? I barely remember them though. My father wasn't an affectionate person...and what I can remember of my mom is vague at best. I remember getting angry a lot...and I remember regretting. But I can't change anything now.

You're the lucky one. I know you don't think this but despite everything, that man is your father. He may not remember now and he may have hurt you before but I doubt he ever meant to hurt you on purpose...I've seen the way he would look at you. He cared about you, Asch...and he hated it when he hurt you.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

If I had any luck on my side, then none of this would be happening. He hated hurting me? If he did, then he would have done everything to make sure I never got hurt. He knew... He know how broken I was. He knew... *rubs at his eyes, frustrated*

[crimsonsymfonic.livejournal.com]

...It's hard to do that sometimes, Asch. Things happen...People make mistakes. You can't expect to not make any mistakes.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...are you okay?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

'm fine...

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...good. I don't like you being sad.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I know.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

Can you sing me a song?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*plucks at the strings on his guitar again before playing this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H2YlpjBS1Fo&feature=related)*

I climbed up a mountain, and looked off the edge
And all of the lies that I never have led
Is one where I stayed with you, across the sea
I wonder do you still think of me
I carry your image always in my head
Folded and yellowed and torn at the edge
And I've look upon it for so many years
Slowly I'm loosing your face

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

(sits next to him quietly and listens)

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Oh the ocean rows us away, away, away
The ocean rows us away

Sixs and sevens we live on jet planes
And so many faces I don't know the names
So many friends now and none of them mine
Forgotten as soon as we meet
All of these moments are lost in time
Your caught on my head like a thorn on a vine
To forever torment me that I wonder why
Do I wish I've never known you at all

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

(leans against him)

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Oh the ocean rows us away, away, away
The ocean rows us away

Oh the ocean rows us away, away, away
The ocean rows us away

The sun and the moon
An ocean of air
So many voices
But nothing is there
The ghost of you asking me why
Why did I leave

Oh the ocean rows us away, away, away
The ocean rows us away

Oh the ocean rows us away away away

And I loose your hand through the waves

*slowly stops playing, rubbing his eyes*

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

(snuggles against him) ...that was a good song.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah...