I swear that I can go on forever again
Please let me know that my one bad day will end
I will go down as your lover, your friend
Give me your lips and with one kiss we begin
Are you afraid of being alone
Cause I am, I'm lost without you
Are you afraid of leaving tonight
Cause I am, I'm lost without you

-

Here he was. Contemplating with himself.

"What did I do?" he asks the imaginary body beside him, barely breathing, barely alive, most likely not even listening to his pathetic life.

"What did I freaking do?" he asks himself, and his soul already knows the answer.

You let her go, you fucking moron.

"I won't let her go again," he spits back at himself, his soul fighting over his own body, which happened quite a lot.

You let her go twice. Shame on you. Shame, shame, shame on YOU!

"Then I won't let it happen again. I can't." he yells at the ceiling of his empty trailer.

Too late.

"Is not," he says, quietly.

Is too.

"Is not."

I'm sorry my moronic friend, but it is.

"It is not."

Is.

"Why am I listening to you?"

You mean, why are you listening to your soul? I don't know, why don't you ask the woman that you left for your wife? Oh, I forgot, SHE'S NOT HERE. Moron.

"I am not a moron."

You are.

"Shut up."

No.

"Shut up."

You can't tell your soul to shut up.

"I can and I will."

Silence.

"See, it worked," he whispered.

Did not.

"Ok, so you're just going to talk and talk and talk?"

When you realize you have let her go, I will shut up and leave you alone.

"I haven't let her go."

Prove it. Moron.

"Stop calling me a moron and maybe I will."

Sure sure sure. That's what they all say. Moron.

"Stop."

Never.

"Fine. I-I let her go."

Who?

"Addison."

Bleep, bleep, bleep. Correct.

Silence.

"I let go of Addison. But I never let go of Meredith."

You're getting better at this.

"I thought you said you would leave when I admitted it."

I lied.

"Dandy."

Everything isn't dandy until you go tell her you love her and make up.

"I will."

When?

"Whenever I want to."

I was starting to like you again. But then, I just realized that you were a fucking moron again.

"I'll go tell her now."

Good job.

-

It gains the more it gives
And then it rises with the fall
So hand me that remote
Can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow?
Such boundless pleasure
We've no time for later
Now you can't await your own arrival
You've twenty seconds to comply

So, let go, so let go
Jump in
Oh well, what are you waiting for?
It's alright
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown

-

Put your hand on the door and give your wrist a twist. It's not that hard.

"Shut up."

We've talked about this.

"Sorry. I'm thinking about what to say."

Just knock. And when it happens, the words will come to you.

"Fine." He puts his hand to the door, waiting.

Do it, moron.

He knocks.

You get a prize.

The door opens and she's standing there, in nothing but a tank top and sweatpants.

Whoa. Say something. Now. Do it now.

"Hey."

Something as in more than one word.

"I have to tell you something…"

First step passed. By the way, you're smiling too big. Stop it now. Moron.

"Yes?" she asks, her forehead wrinkling in confusion.

The time would be now.

"I… I uhh…" he stutters.

Say. It.

She stands there, waiting. "I… umm…" he stutters again.

SAY IT MORON.

"I love you."

Good job. You're no longer a fucking moron.

-

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