jheti | A Million Shining Pieces (Crazed)

In public, I bowed to this wish and complimented Kitana’s cleverness. In private, I was beside myself--I knew mine would not live long. Puffballs were warm and soft and helpless. They squealed in agony, in fear, if held too tight. My control has always had limits, and it was worse, then. I had more to lose.

I did not sleep. She came to my room just after midnight and offered to braid my hair. She did it often when we were younger, before she had any other friends. I was better than a doll. I walked and talked and had, always, a smile on my face. I was unbreakable, resilient. She could have had prettier--and did—-but they did not endure. Sooner or later, she always came back.

“I’m sorry,” she said, offhand. “I should have known.”

“Yes.”

I can't promise you anything
I can't promise that you're not losing me
I don't think I know, but I know where this will take me

The biggest problem with these two is once one slashes these two, it takes a bit of doing to get that stuffed back in the closet where it belongs. XD