Why Me?

~Epilogue~

~Daryls' POV(5 Years Later)~

It's been five years since we lost Dallas, since then a lot has changed and nothins been easy for any of us. Instead of goin to the Hilltop we decided to stay on the road, we hopped from town to town stayin in random places. We've had to do a lot of bad things to keep ourselves alive, however we did what we had to and we kept moving like Dallas would want. When it comes to Judith, she's grown up so fast, she's the same size as Dallas was, so it's a good thing we held onto all of Dallas' things. At the moment she's in one of my favorite shirts that Dallas would wear. It's that same old black and white flannel with a black tank top under it. The jeans are ripped ten times more now, and the black lace up boots are fallin apart but I know she ain't ever gonna throw any of it away. She looks a lot like Lory now though, her long hair turned dark brown, however she has ricks eyes. Carl looks just like Rick, even though he always has, curly hair, and all, he's fought the hardest to keep us all alive. He plans to hold true to the promise he made to Dallas, one of the only things she ever asked of him to keep us all safe and alive. When it comes to my boy, I watch him grow everyday into a man ten times better than I ever coulda been. He's so much like his mom it's amazing, then again he spent most of his childhood with her. He works hard to keep the girls safe, Judith and he are still goin strong, now I understand what Dallas meant when she said they were meant for eachother. While he protects Judith he protects Red ten times more, I think he believes that she's the last tie he has to her. If he loses Red he loses what's left of his first true love, his mom. However with as many people lookin out for her as she has I have a feelin she's gonna live a long ass time. Speakin of Red, she's lookin more and more like Dallas everyday, between her straight reddish-brown hair, and her Dixon blues that are becomin Dixon Greens. Her personality is a mix between Dallas and I meaning she's one stubborn pain in the ass. You tell her no she says yes, you say stop she goes, you say kill the walker she tries to hug it, I mean shit. However she's gettin better with the whole walker thing, she knows walker equals death and you better kill it before it kills you. I guess all I can do is hope that in the long run is that she grows to be as strong as her mother. That when I go to join her mother she'll be able to handle any and everythin thrown at her because I know she can. As far as I go, life without Dallas has been hell and I know that the one question I never answered of hers was Why Me? It was such a simple question and while I know I must've answered it at some point in time I wish I woulda told her more often. I chose her because she was strong, independent, she loved when she shouldn't, she hated only those who hurt her family. I chose her because she gave me the one thing I would've never thought of with any other woman, she gave me my kids. I chose her because she loved me even when I hurt her and made her feel awful. She came back to me and loved me when she shoulda told me to fuck off and left. She was and still is everythin to me, without her my life now seems lost. While I have my kids, and my family, my heart will always be waiting for the day I join her and get to ask her Why Me?