Wrap your teeth around the pavement

M  A   E    A I talked to God to no avail Said, "If you won't save me, please don't waste my time." Maea chewed on his words. His answer. Chewed on her lip too, and swallowed back a painful prickle behind her eyes again before he could see it. Maea told herself that she should have expected this. That he'd been plain enough before, that nothing had changed since then... Except, it had. For her. "I... don't think I can do this by half, Sunjata," she said, quietly. A world of pain in her voice, and in her eyes as she looked up at him. "I'm already... in too deep. Either it is, or it isn't." And his choice... meant that this would not work. Nights like these. Kisses like these. Letting herself be held by him, tricking herself into thinking it meant something when... it did not. Very slowly, the girl began to push herself down from the bar. He was still in her space, and they would end up nearly touching again if she stood on her feet, but... she couldn't bear to remain where she was either. Not when she was already feeling the need to cry again, and thus break her own words. She didn't want to hurt him either, by letting him think that he'd done anything wrong. He had not. This... was all on her.