She’s paralyzed in the same spot she’s stood for the past two days. Brooke can feel his callous hands on her face, he’s pleading for her to look up, and she doesn’t deny him. He finally tells her what she’s known all along. The guilt is eating him alive of not being able to stop it; to save her. She hates herself for not being able to say stay. But today she calls. She lets him know he hasn’t let her down and she wants him to come back home. She drowns herself in fears; she’s going to be stuck forever but then she hears it. His voice filtering through the answering machine, he’ll be home soon.

“We’re all a little weird. And life is weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.” 

One day, I will speak my goodbye
One day, I won’t run, I won’t hide

What’s so funny, nobody’s laughing
At this change of heart your having
I can’t change your mind
I can’t change your mind

She’s bringing me in, turning me on`

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TGV