listless melody
[[ lorcan molly ]]
There was still pain whenever he caught sight of her red hair and pretty cornflower blue eyes. There was still that tearing feeling in his heart whenever he heard her laughter. There was still that burning feeling of shame—his eyes weren't supposed to tear up whenever he saw her—running across his skin like electricity whenever he heard her sing.
All his fault; he'd told her everything last year.
They sang a lot of Christmas carols this year, and Molly was always in front, her voice always louder and richer and smoother. Or maybe that was just because he could only hear her voice.
His heart drummed to the beat of her melody, as it will only beat for her, even if she didn't want it to.
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last christmas, i gave you my heart
but the very next day, you gave it away
this year, to save me from tears
i'll give it to someone special
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