JUDE
the only heart
i've ever broken
is my own
i've ever broken
is my own
Jude seems to relax slightly once the mare opens her mouth, not seemingly bothered by his uninvited presence. He offers a timid smile in response to her greeting, trying to quiet the simmering butterflies that unfurl their cruel wings. Please not now, he whispers to his own subconscious, please don’t do this now.. Please let this wait. He forces himself to take a couple of deep breaths to bring himself down from the onslaught of emotion that tries to hit him.
“I-I’m Jude,” he manages to force out after a moment. “And tha-that’s Mittens.” He gestures to his companion with his head, the cat lounging lazily and disinterested as ever in the conversation at hand. “S-so um.. You from Novus or somewhere else?” He asks in a gentle voice.
“I-I’m Jude,” he manages to force out after a moment. “And tha-that’s Mittens.” He gestures to his companion with his head, the cat lounging lazily and disinterested as ever in the conversation at hand. “S-so um.. You from Novus or somewhere else?” He asks in a gentle voice.
