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Posted by Ty Fisher on Aug 15, 2013 4:08:01 GMT -6
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Sept 25, 2020 20:57:59 GMT -6
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Ty's face resembled that of a kicked puppy when she turned them down. But as she explained, as she spoke, he began to understand. He stood in silence, choking back the tears as she spoke.
"I wish I was more like you, in that sense. You held on, you kept fighting. All I ever did was run away when things got bad. My dad beats me up, I run away. We argued on Valentine's day, I ran away. The memories hurt so I tried to run away from them too. All I did was try to run away like a ****ing coward...Yet you hold on. You still cared." A faint smile crossed his lips.
"I've missed you too, even if I handled it differently. And not as well as you did. But you can still have me, if not in that sense. You need me, I'll come running. Doesn't matter if you need someone to back you up in a fight or if you just need to hang out and unwind or whatever. I'll still be there for you. I wish things could have been different between us, but...maybe for some reason it was supposed to be this way."
His last words hung in the air as he tugged his gloves back on. Turning to walk away, he looked back, watching her leave, going in the opposite direction. This was it, it was over. Or maybe it wasn't. It was just beginning, but the two of them were following separate paths.
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