When I look into your eyes It's like watching the night sky Or a beautiful sunrise There's so much they hold And just like them old stars I see that you've come so far To be right where you are How old is your soul?
I won't give up on us Even if the skies get rough I'm giving you all my love I'm still looking up
And when you're needing your space To do some navigating I'll be here patiently waiting To see what you find
'Cause even the stars they burn Some even fall to the earth We've got a lot to learn God knows we're worth it No: I won't give up
[Arthur's still not very good with the technology, the device falls flat as the video begins and it takes some attempt to right it, a frustrated sort of sigh audible before, after some adjustment Arthur is visible.]
Guinevere. Uh- [He eases the frustration away with a smile, easily enough. He clears his throat softly, he should prefer to visit, but this surely is considered rather more polite, and one has to adapt, don't they? His willing to show he is capable and at least he can see her. He avoids the text.]
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Guinevere. Uh- [He eases the frustration away with a smile, easily enough. He clears his throat softly, he should prefer to visit, but this surely is considered rather more polite, and one has to adapt, don't they? His willing to show he is capable and at least he can see her. He avoids the text.]
I hope I find you well?