Of course, I cannot offer a certain someone, as our lovely little doctor beat me there... But I can offer two other options, but I can only let you speak to one. I apologise.
If you do not want to see me, I can at least offer you some sort of compromise. Something that may soften the blow here... I'll lend you another voice, much like I did before.
I hope that the day will break again and you will see the sun and know, despite everything, a new day has started.
How absurd I must sound, I apologise-
I hope you can forgive me someday. But I hope you can forgive yourselves above all else. That after everything is done, you can find a reason to smile even while you sit amongst any potential rubble.
There are so many possible ways things could've turned out, so many ways things could have fallen apart- countless things to account for. I thought that somewhere in there, there must be something meaningful.
I just thought I could make choices that mattered, I thought I could I could find something that would stick- something that would lead to a better outcome. But everything I tried just seemed to fall apart.
Maybe this whole time my input has not mattered one bit, it's just personal opinion at the end of the day. I can understand what'll happen to an extent- but at the end of the day, everyone is terribly unpredictable. I should've had more faith, perhaps.
I've also been ashamed that I could not give my input this time. It appears a certain someone was too intent on you choosing your own path. I wonder if you're happy with the choices you've made?
We are simply suck where we are, stuck in time, we cannot grow, we cannot change, we cannot be a part of this.
We are frozen in one time, she will never accept the future- so it becomes unattainable for us.
What a silly thing to bring up.
Neither him or me are implicated, this isn't about either of us. If 'we' even count as different.
There is no body for us to kill, don't be blinded by your wistful optimism.