I'm doing my best.
I am seriously trying to engage.
But I can't. I can't concentrate, I can't even think.
Yes, I know Jemma, all you do is tell me that I'm almost there.
I'm almost there.
This mechanism does not want to get fixed.
I changed the pieces a million times, but it's always the same story.
If only you were here.
I wouldn't be forced to invent you in my mind every day.
You're a heavenly vision for these sored eyes.
You are what I needed.
I'm just waiting for you to come to me, my love.
I have so many things to tell you about your father, your family.
I don't care if you don't wanna even listen to me, I don't care if you'll threat to leave.
I just need to see you. I'll wait here forever.
My scars bothered you.
It's useless trying to hide from me, to erect barriers.
With me you don't need them.
I would never hurt you.
I'm devoted to you, and to you only.
I preferred to die rather than live in the world where I wouldn't have seen you again.
I'd rather cut my wrists, or run into a wall, rather than never see you again.
Maybe I could set you free.
I can't even sleep.
They give me three meals a day, and it's only thanks to those that I can get an idea of time passing.
I'm so tired.
I'm tired of everything.
I'm tired of not having her in my arms.
I just want to sleep
This bed is empty, as it always was, but I don't know why even the mere idea that you were on the other side of the wall gave me security.
Now I feel lost, as if I were floating. I feel useless.
It was you that made me feel unique, irreplaceable.
But now, who knows where you are.
Have I lost you?
It's not your fault, Jemma.
I would have done the same thing for you.
I would have dragged you, I would have donated you my own breath.
If I've lost you, I don't know how I'm going to replace you.
Because you are irreplaceable to me.
I love you.
I will never stop to say it, whether you like it or not.
You'll redo a life, I'm sure. You deserve it.
You deserve someone who isn't a complete disaster like me. You deserve someone who treats you well, you deserve the best.
A/N: First attempt at song fic ever! Basically I needed an excuse to use this picset I did yesterday ! I don't think I'll be fine as long as I see Jemma return and Skye being a little 'less bitchy with Grant.
They are my babies, and I want them better
