me digging your grave
My first time on Tumblr, and this was the first gif. As soon as I saw it I knew I was already in to deep.
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Backstage at the Where We Are tour - South America
niallhoran: an Australian dude , guy with a hat and toothpick
"So what do you remember?"
“You. In the rain,” he says softly. “Digging in our trash bins. Burning the bread. My mother hitting me. Taking the bread out for the pig but then giving it to you instead.”
“That’s it. That’s what happened,” I say. “The next day, after school, I wanted to thank you. But I didn’t know how.”
“We were outside at the end of the day. I tried to catch your eye. You looked away. And then… for some reason, I think you picked a dandelion.”
I nod. He does remember. I have never spoken about that moment aloud.
“I must have loved you a lot.”
“You did.” My voice catches and I pretend to cough.
And if we only die once, I want to die with you.