Here's My Heart In a Postcard, Darling || SlyPKC TwoShot

Epilogue.

"Here's my Hollywood ending calling. Every day fades to black.
Sick and tired of pretending, darling, that you'll ever come back."

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He thought he had his boy, but he ran away.

The boy who stood by his side until he turned his head to look in his direction. The boy who joined him on his Sunday Streams. Lying by his side before he woke up.

He made everyone else seem drabber and plain; not good enough.

Seamus O'Doherty who ruined everything for him. The broken boy with the abusive scars and the broken smile and sad eyes. Eddie was meant to fix him. Now he never calls and he hasn't been seen around Colorado for months. 

He had to get up and move on from true love.

He has only ever received one postcard in the mail. It wasn't even a letter, no, a postcard from across the country. He turned it over and immediately recognized his scratched-out yet beautiful handwriting from no one other than Seamus.

He filled his head with song lyrics and all the things that he never got a chance to say. He sat up and grinned and something heavy within his chest and took flight.

He didn't write a letter, it was a postcard. A postcard with one phrase written upon it and all the things that Eddie needed to hear.

Just three words long.

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"To tell me that something. Talk me down, down again.
I'm broken. I'm frozen out."