Yours Truly, Austin Post - Post Malone

Ava watches as he pulls Gracie closer to his body and burries he's his face in her blankets, his shoulders shaking silently. Ava can't do anything for them, but leave them alone for now so she turns to leave but Austin's words stop her.

"How do I leave her like this? She says it's only two nights...my dad says it's only two nights. But, that's the problem...its only two nights."

Ava walks closer and sits in the chair next to him, leaning back and looking out at the scenery before her. It's truly lovely out here. Peaceful.

"I don't know all the answers but I think if you measure time by hours or days you will drive yourself crazy - you will never have enough time... there is just never enough time. So, our brains do this thing to protect us, we stop watching the clock and start counting the memories. Days are no longer twenty four hours but a cluster of memories. You are already measuring in memories don't force your brain to count the hours now."

"If she's amazing, she won't be easy, if she's easy, she won't be amazing. If she's worth it, I won't give up, If I give up, I am not worthy...Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the one worth suffering for."

"Yeah...something like that..."