"Run away with me."
"... I can't."
"Why? Why can't you, there's nothing for you here. Come with me."
"Exactly. There's nothing for me anywhere. I can't run from my problem's. They follow me as closely as my own shadow."
"But I can help! You have me, and Together. We can do this together and you'll get better and-"
"No. There is no 'better' for me. Don't you get it? I've fought and fought but I have no fight left... I'm tired. I'm just so tired."
"Please."
"I can't."
And all I can do is watch as my heart walks away.
YOU ARE READING
Once Upon A Time
RandomJournal/short stories/poetry. Things that I didn't know what to do with. When I try to write my brain comes up with a thousand different scenarios to a thousand different small ideas. I just haven't found a way to take those flashes and make lightni...
