song_tra_bong: (don't cry)
Mary Anne Bell ([personal profile] song_tra_bong) wrote 2006-06-14 02:42 am (UTC)

over

ended

left

gone gone gone gone gone gone gone

you will not fall apart in front of him you will not you will not no no no no--


"But I want the cards I had," she pleads, voice thick, fingernails digging into his palms.

"I want things to make sense and for him to be here and--

(not you)

--and just..."

Her nails dig in further and she bows her head over their joined hands. She will not let him see her cry this time.

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