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Or you can brave decisions

Before you crumble up inside

Spend your time asking everyone else's permission

Then run away and hide

Damien Rice, Coconut Skins

Her eyes were open.

Moonlight pierced the darkness.

Sharp.

Unforgiving.

She turned on her side, knees to her chest; felt her body wrench and betray.

Tears blurred and his face appeared, unbidden.

She squinted him away.

Tried to forget how tired she was...

Of fear and silence.

Of being alone.

Being without him.

She wanted words.

A voice.

Courage.

Him.

But all she saw were his arms, wrapped around someone else.

And it felt like dying.

Like giving up without ever fighting.

So she'd found comfort.

In someone else.

In uncomplicated.

In the familiar.

She was vulnerable.

Roy was there.

She sat up in bed and pushed away from the body beside her, just so she could breathe.