Blue Sky: Held

This is what it means to be held
How it feels
When the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive
This is what it is to be loved
And to know
That the promise was when everything fell
We’d be held

- Held (Natalie Grant)

I had such intense Blue Sky feelings tonight.

It’s basic human instinct to crave contact with other humans. Realizing that in that metal ball Wheatley hadn’t had real physical human contact in god knows how many years made me choke a little.

Chell has a lot of hugging to do so he can catch up. ;-;