The slight smile in his face lights me up inside. As strange the feeling, I can't seem to find a reason to hate it.
How can I hate a gentle creature, such as him. Some how filled with hope and love. But broken inside.
How can he find the strength to keep fighting back?
"The roof, why where you up there?" I ask.
He takes a deep breath before opening his mouth. Only to close it again. The smile he once had disappeared.
And my pain slowly creeps back and settles in.
Maybe keeping my mouth shut is the right thing. But would make everyone right. That would make the fact that I didn't jump off the roof a burden to everyone else around me.
The longer I sit in this chair. And the linger he takes to clean my wounds, I finally realize that I don't deserve hope.
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Purpose
FanfictionFeel like I'm breathing my last breath. Feel like I'm walking my last steps. Look at all these tears that I've wept. Look at all the promises that's I've kept. I put my heart in to your hands. Here's my soul to keep.
