Song: (Die With A Smile, by Lady Gaga and Bruno Mars.)
A/N: I have such bad memory and honestly cannot remember half the stuff I write😭 Forgive me if there are mistakes here and if there are let me know and I'll correct them! <3
Also! Sorry this chapter is a bit short, buttt...hopefully it is short and sweet <3
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~Daryl's P.O.V~
Beth and I sat on the porch of the shack in silence just watchin' as the moon slowly rose in the sky and the stars slowly revealed themselves.
The air was warm, despite the sun havin' long set. The warmth reminded me of Y/n, the soft, warm touch of the breeze against my skin remindin' me of her touch. I always used to hate it, bein' touched, but with her...I never minded, and now...I even miss it.
The breeze was warm, but...I could feel the cold from the lack of her presence. It was lonely, despite Beth bein' beside me.
I always thought I'd be alone, that it was just me an' Merle against the world. I never thought about anybody else, never even felt lonely because of it. I was used to it. And yet...now...I don' think I could bare to live like that again. Not alone. Not without her. She...
She made life worth livin', gave me a reason to survive.
Before...before I just survived because it was all I knew...but now, now, I had a reason. Y/n.
Beth was right, I was afraid. I was afraid if I went lookin' for Y/n, I'd find sonethin' I didn' want to...that I'd spend all my time lookin', gettin' my hopes up...only to never find her, or worse, find her dead. And I...I didn' even want to consider the worst options when it came to...her condition...our...our kid, kids even if Hershel was right about her havin'...twins.
I closed my eyes for a moment as I gazed up at the stars.
I hope she was okay, they, were okay.
Hell, I weren' one to pray but I'd get on my knees an' start if it meant they'd be okay...that I'd find them safe...or even if I didn' find them...as long as they were safe...
I looked to the carvin's on my crossbow, gently tracin' my fingers across them. The wood was rough. Y/n clearly weren' too good at carvin', maybe it was the first ones she ever made. They weren' great an' a bit, well, shit lookin', but...
I wouldn' trade 'em for anythin'.
To me...they were the best carvin's in the world...even if they were shit. But they were mine and she made them for me. That meant more than anythin'. And now I didn' have her by my side, these things were the only thing I had of her.
I clutched to carvin's as I gazed at the stars. Y/n loved the stars. She'd always gaze at them when she could...
I wonder if she was gazin' at them now...
My heart grew heavy as I gazed at them. It reminded me of her eyes...as if I was lookin' right into them...like she was still there with me somehow...
I looked back to the carvin's, clutchin' them tighter.
I'll find you, Y/n....I swear it...
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