Wordlessly watching he waits by the window and wonders
At the empty place inside
Heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams he worries
Did he hear a goodbye?
Or even hello?
They are one person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are for each other
Stand by the stairway you'll see something certain to tell you
Confusion has its cost
Love isn't lying it's loose in a lady who lingers
Saying she is lost
And choking on hello
Lochlan is transparent, direct. Hopeful and commanding all at once. Leave Batman alone and I'll bring back your memory thief.
I don't want him to take anymore. I don't want him to give me mixed messages.
What do you want of him, then?
His friendship. His steadfast spirituality and righteousness on behalf of the rest of us who fumble around for it. His affection. Sometimes he's the best substitute when you're not here.
I'm here now.
Was the best substitute, I mean.
I'm sorry I wasn't here, Peanut.
I'm sorry about Batman, Locket.
Are you?
I don't know. He left a lot of money for me for any hardship.
Send it back.
No point.
Caleb has that covered though?
You always told me if I can to double down. So I did.
And he laughs out loud. Now I'm starting to worry that you did listen to everything I say. If I told you to jump off a cliff-
I do it every time. The water's cold but I go.
Why?
Because you say so.
I wanted it both ways, Bridge.
What do you mean?
I wanted you to be independent, to be able to be free of me and able to hold your own and at the same time I wanted you to need me.
I am but at the same time, I do. I say it softly.
Sam is safe, Bridget.
I don't think he is.
No. You know what? I see the way you look at him.
I don't mean to-
And it's not the same way you look at me. He leans way in for a long kiss. We know each other's faces. Hearts. Minds. He can come back. Let's have some peace here for once.
Sunday. Of all days.
Seems right.
***
Hey, Little Stranger.
Hey Preacher.
Is it safe to swoop in for a hug?
It is.
I don't want him to take anymore. I don't want him to give me mixed messages.
What do you want of him, then?
His friendship. His steadfast spirituality and righteousness on behalf of the rest of us who fumble around for it. His affection. Sometimes he's the best substitute when you're not here.
I'm here now.
Was the best substitute, I mean.
I'm sorry I wasn't here, Peanut.
I'm sorry about Batman, Locket.
Are you?
I don't know. He left a lot of money for me for any hardship.
Send it back.
No point.
Caleb has that covered though?
You always told me if I can to double down. So I did.
And he laughs out loud. Now I'm starting to worry that you did listen to everything I say. If I told you to jump off a cliff-
I do it every time. The water's cold but I go.
Why?
Because you say so.
I wanted it both ways, Bridge.
What do you mean?
I wanted you to be independent, to be able to be free of me and able to hold your own and at the same time I wanted you to need me.
I am but at the same time, I do. I say it softly.
Sam is safe, Bridget.
I don't think he is.
No. You know what? I see the way you look at him.
I don't mean to-
And it's not the same way you look at me. He leans way in for a long kiss. We know each other's faces. Hearts. Minds. He can come back. Let's have some peace here for once.
Sunday. Of all days.
Seems right.
***
Hey, Little Stranger.
Hey Preacher.
Is it safe to swoop in for a hug?
It is.