Firefight

"You don't hate me or something, right?" Your voice sounds defeated, and I frown. I could never hate you. Never.

"I'm not mad at you for a decision we both made, John. You shouldn't even have to ask." I speak up, tired of our meaningless talk. I realise my tone of voice is a bit harsh when you pull your arms away. I grab at you again, not willing to let you go.

"I didn't mean for that to sound so rude."

Title credit ~ Firefight - Jimmy Eat World