From the Grave I’ve grow Through the pouring rain before you I would pay the cross To be in your arms The fire I would walk through For all the pain I caused you Oh, I would pay the cross To be in your arms
I imagine Katara just came back from a long diplomatic trip and she’s so tired, but they also missed each other too much, so catching up involves mostly snuggles. Mostly. :)
“you won’t remember me when you wake up, well a little bit. I’ll just be a story in your head. We’re all stories in the end, just make it a good one, because it was. It was the best”
