>>0011{ Give Me A Kiss On My Brow When I Am Dead }simon.ic - Tumblr Posts

Simon tags -

>>0011{ give me a kiss on my brow when i am dead }simon.ic

>>0011{ broken hearts and stolen parts }simon.aes

>>0011{ this is me }simon.musing

>>0011{ the resilient }simon

>>0011{ from the table in the corner }simon.drabble

>>0011{ who am i? }simon.hc

Verses-

>>1011{ drink with me to days gone by }v.canon

>>2011{ there's a grief that can't be spoken }v.reactivated 

>>3011{ those who do not weep do not see }v.machine

@wearejericho​ : ❛  do you want to talk about it ?  ❜ (north --> simon)

There was a clear hesitation in Simon at the question. The immediate response in him was always to avoid it. There was so much he couldn’t remember from his life before that it only taught him to move forward. Move forward and don’t question. It just seemed easier than the alternative. But... it was always different with North. They all understood torment, there was no denying that. He just felt more like he could rely on her than the others. 

Simon let out a sigh, folding his arms over his chest as he looked down between them, “Not really, no,” he finally said after a long moment, “I mean - what does talking about it do, you know,” he shrugged, giving a little smile as he raised his eyes back up to hers, “I don’t - I don’t want to live in the past. I just want to move on. That’s all.”