Trekori
i'm freezing, it's not winter yet
but my fingers and toes
are shivering beneath these sheets
and i feel so alone
i don't want to die, i want to sleep
It runs in the family, I suppose, this inability to properly care for those around you, never mind yourself. Trekk and Noori are trying to again, but that leaves little to no attention devoted just to me. I get by though, and yeah I'm growing up quick, but it's clear that he did too. All my siblings did; we had to. We weren't allowed to be dependent - I mean, there wasn't really much to depend upon.
Our parents mean well, and we can both see that. Despite some reservations, we also give them passes for their shortcomings - there's no point in holding their negligence against them. They would be too distracted to listen.
When Takei allows that Noori has indeed been through a lot of shit, I nod gravely. She has, and again, I forgive her for that which she cannot give me. I am growing up quick, but I'm also doing fine on my own; my ribs might poke out a bit, but I'll get there soon. Wherever the hell there is, anyway. And maybe I can help my brother get there, too; he seems about as lost as I am.
I smile weakly at his failed attempt at a familial touch, grateful for how quickly he recovers after the awkward moment. I do not mean to accentuate the stumble by any means, but there is little for me to do. So instead I listen to his final words, and nod in agreement. "I am too."
Glancing behind me, I figure that it's about time I head back - back to where is questionable, though I do have something of an idea. I look back to Takei. "Well, I better head out. Thank you for meeting with me, brother. It's good to have a face for your name." I grin a little, trying out his expression on my own face. "If you ever feel like it, you can find me in Ischia."
Stepping forward, I do what he could not, pressing my nose to his. A kind of goodbye - though I hope to see him again soon.
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