Jimmy doesn’t pray as often as perhaps he should.
One day at a time, he outlived the war.
His mother did not.
oh this is giving me so many warm feelings, I missed thommy so much. thanks for sharing, I loved reading these little snippets about Jimmy’s past (prayers)…though I don’t think praying will help when it comes to Thomas, not in the long run that is. ;P
❤
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Thomas: I’m really going to miss you.
Jimmy: You better miss me.
Thomas: Yeah—
Jimmy: With that gay shit. Miss me with that gay shit, boy!
I remember it well
There was wet in your hair
I was stood in the stairs
And time stopped moving
Thomas: So how’s the prettiest boy in the world doing today?
Jimmy, not looking up: I don’t know, Thomas. How are you?
Thomas, choking back tears: I’m fine.
““It hurts to wait for someone who’s never coming back again.””
I don’t think you understand
just how much
I loved
these little moments
“How does it feel to be in love, Mr Barrow?” Jimmy asked one day, face full of genuine curiosity.
Thomas cast him a long look.
Glorious. Miserable. Lonely. He swallowed his answer and gave a tight smile. “How does it feel to be loved, Jimmy?”
Fiction gives us a second chance that life denies us.
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