daryl dixon sat alone with his back against the rough bark of a slightly unstable tree; he closed his eyes and pictured beth in his arms like she had been what seemed like so long ago, her body inbetween his legs and her head resting on his chest, feeling the nervous pattern of his breathing.
he had felt like he was in heaven then. he had thought that maybe people could live happily ever after or at least be happy.
now, he knew that he had been wrong because if there was any chance of happiness in the world, beth and daryl would still be together.
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damaged people | twd gif series
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