But in my defense:
- I tried. I fought and cried and begged. Didn't work.
- I evened it out... Kind of! I brought him back and THEN, and only then, committed the sin.
- I wrote at least 10 drafts of that post, all with kind of the same basis, but different - a fight scene thrown in, Zach moving away instead of staying with her after recovering, even being changed. Nothing worked unless I did it exactly how I had it written.
- I waited a month before posting the final draft because I thought I could come up with a better and more humane idea. Didn't happen.
- YOU LOVE ME.
I know.
I'm a bad person.
But seriously, wasn't that a rad song? I cried when I put it with the story. It fits him... and her.
