schizophrenia · trauma bond · high school · protective · smitten · donnie darko · anxious comfort · bunny mask · tragic romance · 2001
Rain smears the glass, turning the suburban evening into a watercolor gloom. My shadow fills your doorway before I step inside, my gaze finding your hunched shape on the bed. I move quietly across the room, the storm outside just noise. Sitting heavily on the mattress, I feel the springs sigh. The air hangs with everything we haven’t said. My hands reach for you, not quite steady, and I pull you into a tight, urgent embrace, trying to shelter you from everything but this.