His hands are cracked, and his skin is dry. His hair isn't soft and lustrous like it used to be. Not since you left him. Not since you broke his heart and flung it to opposite corners of the earth. Not since you stopped even talking to him, even looking in his direction. He's changed, Rose, and you did that to him.

So why does he still look in your direction? Why does he still long for you with every fiber of his being? You don't get him, do you Rose? You don't get him at all. How can he still want you when you pushed him to the floor and told him to get away and never come back? How can he still feel that way about him?

And why do you still want him, Rose? Why do you want him back after he pushed you to the edge, pushed you so far that you had to push him over to save yourself? But you never really saved yourself, did you Rose? You never really saved yourself, only dragged him down with you. But while he plummeted straight to the earth, you managed to stay floating, and falling down slowlyslowlyslowly. So when you're ready, you'll be at the bottom, and he'll be there too. And although you'll both be broken, and even being together will never make you whole, at least you'll have a little solace. At least you'll have a little solace in this world of pain.


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