To HimHow do you find me?
I was just about to think
That everything was okay.
And then here we are.
You won't go away.
Leave me alone.
Just let me be.
I'm sick of it all.
Can't you see?
You yell and punch
Til there's nothing left.
I'm tired of bruises.
I want this over.
I'm tired of fighting.
I'm ready to give up.
If it means you'll leave me alone. . .
No, I won't give you what you want.
I will be myself.
I will not conform just because you say.
I'm tired of being this way,
I'm too tired to stay.
I'm happy to say I've dropped you.
To YouYa know, I used to wonder
If there was such a thing as love.
I never really saw it-
My parents weren't the best-
I didn't think it really exsisted.
But I'm glad you proved me wrong.
I not only love you,
I've learned to love myself.
You're PerfectYou wish you had perfect hair.
You wish you had designer jeans.
You wish you had long legs.
But you're perfect to me.
You wish you understood
Why he wants you.
You don't understand.
But you're perfect to him.
Not MovingI stop to listen
To the sound of my own breathing.
I'm tired of running.
My feet never take me anywhere.
A Chase- LAST POSTI told Raylan about my plan, and how it had worked- to an extent- while Sam drove. About going with Julian until Raylan and Sam were safe. About what happened while I was there. . . When I told him about kicking Julian's ass because he asked me to do things, Raylan looked amused, but angry underneith.
Sam piped in. "So you never really wanted to go, huh? And you left Julian wherever that house was, right?"
"Yeah, he was banging on the door when I left. I wonder if there's a way to keep him there. . . "
"What do you mean?" Raylan asked.
"Well. . . I don't really believe a locked door will hold him, ya know? I mean, he's a Shadow Man, and he's the youngest, so he has the most power of them all. . . I just wish we could be safe and not sorry. . . "
"You learned a lot about him, didn't you?" Raylan gribbed my hand. "I love you," he said, catching my gaze and holding it.
"I love you too."
A Chase pt. 9As Julian awoke hours later (there was no night and day in his world) he found Mike in the small makeshift kitchen, searching through cabnets.
"What are you doing," he asked, his voice cold. He regreted it seconds later, but he was worried she was already tired of their home, so she had begun to search for things to keep her occupied.
"Nice sleep," she asked, not looking up. Julian noticed she was wearing short-shorts and a navy blue tank top. When she was with Raylan, she only wore long shirts. . . Did she not feel comfortable with him?
He walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her up. She turned, shocked, and looked at him warily. "Don't be afraid," he breathed, leaning in closer.
Raylan pulled himself off the floor. He felt numb. He looked over to find Sam massaging various parts of his body to get feeling back in them as well. He looked down at his own hands and watched as they clenched and unclenched without feeling.
Had Mike actually wanted