it wasn’t working. cormac knew that. he knew who he was. how he was. it was a mistake from the start. and yet he had still walked into it willing, pretending that everything was okay, that it was the picture-perfect romance with the most understanding and loving leads. none of which he really was. and the two stood there, gazing across the scenery and he felt as if they were standing over a ledge, wondering how far it was still they hit the water. “i-” he started and stopped himself, letting silence fall again. “breaking your heart breaks mine.” // @meowindie













