Sometimes I need to remember just to breathe
Sometimes I need you to stay away from me
Sometimes I'm in disbelief I didn't know
Somehow I need you to go
Don't stay
Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
What you were changing me into
Just give me myself back and
Don't stay
Linkin Park "Don't Stay"
"So just go then!" He cried, angry and bitter. Sometimes I hated that he was so stubborn and determined. Sometimes I really did just want to give in and forget his pleas.
I paused though, torn. "You don't mean that." I said. "Why do you say what you don't mean?"
"Because it is what you want to hear." He snarled back at me.
I realized he was right, so with as much strength as I could muster, I sat back down.
"No?" He asked me, giving me a cold look.
"No, I won't take it." I said softly, picking up the paper instead. "But…"
"But what?" He asked, giving me a somewhat gentler glance.
"Will you stay with me?" I asked.
Watson finally nodded, and for another day my morocco case stayed locked away.