hanging in here, baby, doing the fighting for both of us, but I need you to climb back on your feet.” “I’m just so…tired.” “I know you are,” I agreed, feeling my soul crack. “But I need you to keep fighting.” “I’m no…good for…you.” “That’s not true.” “I don’t have feelings anymore.” “Yes, you do, Joe,” I whispered, clinging to his trembling body with mine. “You just need to remember who you are.” “I tried to warn you,” he slurred. “You didn’t hear me and now we’re both fucked.”
