It hurts so much to stay here anymore.
But…
I stop and look back at Pomni.
She’s sleeping peacefully in the bed, her hair splayed across her face.
She’s so beautiful.
I don’t want to go.
“Pomni,” I whisper. “I lo—”
It’s too late.
-Just Talk Yourself Up And Tear Yourself Down by @magicalmolly on AO3, artwork by @marinthecottage
















