And you promise me
That you believe
In time I will defeat this
Cause somewhere in me
There is strength
And today I will trust you with the confidence
Of a man who's never known defeat
And I'll try my best to just forget
That that man isn't me
Sam left my heart burnt-out on the side of the road, abandoned in a remote part of the mountains so it will be days or even weeks before it's found, rubber all over the road from where he swerved, driving it without a license, without insurance, without permission.
No, I didn't.
Sure you did. I'm biting back tears. I refuse to let him see that I'm crushed and not angry.
I'm trying to fall in love. Like you did. And Matt's a stranger to the rest of you and since Lochlan's still on the fence about that and about me in general I knew it would be okay if I pulled back for a bit.
The smoke is pouring out from under the hood now. The doors are all open, flames lick the windows from the inside out. She's going to blow, better get back-
Right. Got it. I am clipped, biting my tongue so hard I'll be able to use it for an excuse if I can't dam this impending flood-
That's not to say that I don't miss you, Bridge. I'm just trying to make this work.
This is fine. (Taylor Swift quotes can stand in for me losing my shit.)
We can talk. It doesn't sound fine. I think you need-
I know what I need, Sam.
Everyone wants what you give them on a permanent scale. Give me my chance.
I am. I did. Matt has nothing to do with me. I feel used. He comes along and you don't love me anymore.
Oh, baby, no. I love you. Look, you still hold precedence over him. Burning building, you know. He smiles kindly, that's how I know they lie.
My heart blows up then, a homemade bomb, sending stitches exploding outward, blood soaking the trees, turning the dirt road black underneath his feet, my furloughed, original memory thief, no longer trusted with my thoughts, my body or my faith.
And it hurts.
It hurts a lot.
No, I didn't.
Sure you did. I'm biting back tears. I refuse to let him see that I'm crushed and not angry.
I'm trying to fall in love. Like you did. And Matt's a stranger to the rest of you and since Lochlan's still on the fence about that and about me in general I knew it would be okay if I pulled back for a bit.
The smoke is pouring out from under the hood now. The doors are all open, flames lick the windows from the inside out. She's going to blow, better get back-
Right. Got it. I am clipped, biting my tongue so hard I'll be able to use it for an excuse if I can't dam this impending flood-
That's not to say that I don't miss you, Bridge. I'm just trying to make this work.
This is fine. (Taylor Swift quotes can stand in for me losing my shit.)
We can talk. It doesn't sound fine. I think you need-
I know what I need, Sam.
Everyone wants what you give them on a permanent scale. Give me my chance.
I am. I did. Matt has nothing to do with me. I feel used. He comes along and you don't love me anymore.
Oh, baby, no. I love you. Look, you still hold precedence over him. Burning building, you know. He smiles kindly, that's how I know they lie.
My heart blows up then, a homemade bomb, sending stitches exploding outward, blood soaking the trees, turning the dirt road black underneath his feet, my furloughed, original memory thief, no longer trusted with my thoughts, my body or my faith.
And it hurts.
It hurts a lot.