For Him [TomTord] [OLD EDITION]

Fallback Talks

Tom felt sick again.
He's been feeling sick for a couple days now

Always felt sick when Tord was around
felt sick when he wasn't around
But that's because he drove him away.

It's what he wanted
But not how he wanted it to happen.

The cold wind of the night was seeping into him.

The air wrapping itself around him,pushing through his hair, squeezing around his neck.

The coldness of the night was suffocating.

You had warmth
And you didn't like it
You pushed it away
You asked for this.

He's not...
He never...

He doesn't...

He can't handle it.

All this time
He's done nothing but help Tord
He told him it was okay to be vulnerable
He told him he was worth so much more than he knew

And now he told him
To his face

That he's unstable.
That he's vulnerable
That he let his emotions loose so badly they were never together

Not for a moment
Not for a second
Not for a minute.

Not forever.

Right?

What had he done?

How do you build trust with someone and then Exploit their insecurity?

How

How do you do that?

The worst he's ever done to Tord was not know how to help him
Not have the ability to string the right words together to steer away negative emotions

But now he had just effortlessly sewn a scarf of words that created a warmth

Tom was always comforted by the feeling of warmth

And now
This comfort
This security he built with Tord
Was deceptive

It reminded him of negative emotions.

Now he hurt him

And even worse, he doesn't know how to help him.
He doesn't know how to help him

Words have been said
And he doesn't know how to erase them.

He's not...
He never...

He doesn't...

doesn't know what to do.

He can't do anything.

His mind felt like his backyard.

Empty
The residue of what used to be such a happy and good experience, gone, left all over the ground in lumps of unwanted trash.