He gives up. Unlike me who don’t. I left him alone and had gone with the wind because he said something about facing things with open eyes but I suppose he lied just like me. He’s -me- after all… I look at the woman who didn’t recognize me at my best nor at my worst and wonder why I would bother. She’s waiting for him right? The nice one. The -good- one. The one who liked songs…
She leaves a song, one I knew from long ago. I said I hated songs but that’s not true. I just don’t like -that- one song… The one she loves going back to. About saying farewell and promising to come back “someday”. That wasn’t our story after all and it wasn’t for her, though he gave it to her. He should’ve done better. Like -now-. He should be doing better.
I light a cigarette, a -fresh- one. Not one of his leftovers. I deserve better than that you -fool-.
But as for her? She doesn’t want -me- but I’m all she has. Unfortunately.
I’ll get him. She just needs to wait a bit more. She can do that right? She did so for years after all.
I smoke and stare at her through this impenetrable wall.
It’s too bad I can’t give her the song that I liked -for- her. A much better one. Not hand me downs… But she’ll be all over him when -I- get him to come back. Well maybe I can leave one for the -other- one. He never bothered to give her one after all so I’ll do it myself. And I’ve got the perfect one for her.
Until that day Hide, don’t get scared, don’t suffer and don’t let your love wither. Until that day.
OOC: A real Wolf leaves the space