cause anything is better than admitting we’d be better alone

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Everything in Telemachus’s life had changed. The suitors who haunted his home were dead. His father — the man from bedtime stories — had finally returned. And still, he felt out of place, like there was nothing left for him here.

Except for you.

Even when the love faded, even when sharing a bed became habit more than comfort, you stayed. And so did he. The silence between you grew, the conversations wore thin, but neither of you left.

Because leaving meant being alone — and staying, even without love, felt easier than that.

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kind of inspired by what you’re not by mico but not as well ?!?

i love angst guys :3

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