He doesn't say anything for a good long while. This is partly because of the haze from the alcohol, and partly because he's not sure of how to word the answer.
The answer itself is easy, it's the words that keep getting in the way.
"'S a totally different thing, isn't it? I mean...loving Her is like...like..." His attention turns towards the horizon again, where the sun is beginning its retreat under the lake.
With bottle in hand he gestures towards the setting sun.
"Loving Her is like loving a sunset. It's there, it's beautiful, and if you stare at it too long, or in the wrong way, you go blind. She ain't a person, She's a force of nature. An' She don't love no one any more than anyone else.
'S a different thing."
Suddenly thirsty from all his gabbing, Raph takes another pull from his bottle, momentarily forgetting that it's whiskey and not water.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2010-12-02 04:49 pm (UTC)The answer itself is easy, it's the words that keep getting in the way.
"'S a totally different thing, isn't it? I mean...loving Her is like...like..."
His attention turns towards the horizon again, where the sun is beginning its retreat under the lake.
With bottle in hand he gestures towards the setting sun.
"Loving Her is like loving a sunset. It's there, it's beautiful, and if you stare at it too long, or in the wrong way, you go blind. She ain't a person, She's a force of nature. An' She don't love no one any more than anyone else.
'S a different thing."
Suddenly thirsty from all his gabbing, Raph takes another pull from his bottle, momentarily forgetting that it's whiskey and not water.