He reaches into me (touching every single bolt that makes me up) and with all of his soul and heart tries to fix me all up, failing each and every time only just to try all over again.
"You believe me?"
In some part of me I know that he shouldn't believe a single word that comes out of my mouth (which means what I've been saying over and over these days ' I don't know' and 'what shall I do with you?'), that it's wrong for him to trust me, to love me.
But all the rest of me wants him too, with all of his heart (which is bigger then most and can never frost over no matter how hard the world tries).
"Believe what?"
"That I didn't kill Riley? (even if I wanted to oh-so much)"
"I do, I'm the only one that does."
That would be a tread that would last for years and years (all the years leading up to future John that knows each part of me like a a familiar book, The Wizard Of Oz) maybe even forever.
We'll just have to see, I'll be there all the way to the end and the beginning (as you already know the end is just the beginning, and it all starts with him and him alone).
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"Why do you always believe her, John, why?"
As always (looking back at the many times that I've trusted her more then myself, 'I love you, John and you love me!') they look at me as if I have a death wish not believing in the words that will some day lead armies into war and cure the word of this disease that the one I love once was part of.
(love and trust brought her to me and because of them she will be my side years and years from now)
"Because she wouldn't lie to me. I now that more then I know anything else in this whole freaking world, mom, I know it."