Don't leave me are the words that catch in her throat, the words she wants to say, but can't. Because there's nothing she can say to make him stay, she knows. He has those people he wants to find, wants to protect and save, and even as selfish as she is, she can't force him to sacrifice anyone else just for her.
It isn't fair, how much she needs him, and how much he needs to be everywhere that isn't with her. It makes her hate him almost as much as she loves him, and she can't say a word for either. She couldn't even admit to them until she'd already lost him, and had known he wouldn't be back.
If she says it now, she's afraid he'll disappear again. Her arms shake and her heart races, and she's going to feel so cold when he finally goes again.
She's going to rip holes in that shirt for how tight she's holding on. Anxiety and fear coil in her arms. "I miss you so much," comes out in a rush, and she doesn't even notice it's still in the present tense.
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It isn't fair, how much she needs him, and how much he needs to be everywhere that isn't with her. It makes her hate him almost as much as she loves him, and she can't say a word for either. She couldn't even admit to them until she'd already lost him, and had known he wouldn't be back.
If she says it now, she's afraid he'll disappear again. Her arms shake and her heart races, and she's going to feel so cold when he finally goes again.
She's going to rip holes in that shirt for how tight she's holding on. Anxiety and fear coil in her arms. "I miss you so much," comes out in a rush, and she doesn't even notice it's still in the present tense.