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Ellie Walsh
I felt nothing but sadness as the people walked through the gates. I was greatful they were safe but at what cost? People I loved were dead now, people who protected me, who loved me, people who gave their lives to protect others.
"C'mon, we need to help them all move in. It's gonna take all afternoon" The man spoke, barley looking in my direction. It wasn't uncommon now, after all was said and done we weren't friends anymore, not really. Not since the incident.
Rick Grimes was no longer my best friend, the man I'd known since age 4. Rick Grimes was a different man now, a tougher man, a more broken man than he had ever been. But he was still my Rick, under all the turmoil and the heartache the man who made the effort to call when he knew I had a bad day, the man who used to try make everybody happy and take away all their worries was under there. Buried deep, but still there, hanging on by the smallest threat in his tattered heart and hoping he can repair himself from the inside out and be who he once was. Rick Grimes will never be that man again.
I will never be that woman again, who still called everyday to make sure that they had eaten at work or the woman who made a family dinner every Saturday night for all of us. Ellie Walsh was not coming back, because she died when the world did. When the world finally perished it took my mouldy broken heart with it. It's place now filled with the love i feel for my new family and my old one. The love that buries itself between the cracks and shows when it finally finds its way out. The love that is too afraid to appear incase it's space is once again invaded with a dark crater in my rib cage.
Rick Grimes and Ellie Walsh are gone. Him and I are what remain of those once beautiful hearts. Though one begs to differ, if they were ever ours
