Gone
"What am I gonna do, Wally?" I ask myself in a whisper. "What am I going to do without you?"
I cover my face with one hand, blocking out the blue light of the hologram, blocking out the rest of the world.
'What will I do without him?' I think 'He's always been there'.
"But now you're gone," I whisper, looking up at the image from my spot on the floor "And I don't think anyone trusts me anymore. I can hardly blame them. I lied to them about Artemis and Kaldur, I got their home blown up and I let you die. I guess I wouldn't trust me"
I sigh "But enough with my stupid self-pity, I miss you, we all do. It's weird not talking to the real you, Bart's pretty upset about this, but, there's nothing I can do. Wish there was"
Tears start to well in my eyes "I wish you were here"
They threaten to fall "We all wish we could have you back, Wally"
They seep beneath my mask and wet my face "And I'm sorry I didn't stop you"
I take a shaky and ragged breath "I should have tried, I should have stopped you. Just like I should have stopped Jason"
A final tear rolls down my face "But now you're gone, and this is as close as I'll ever get to you again"
