LOCKE
"Then stop doing it Maeve. No one is asking you to keep loving me. To keep caring. Hell, I'm sure everyone is telling you to stop. I am." It hurts and he hates the sick feeling that's welling up in his stomach but why can't she fucking listen to him for once. She gets so caught up in loving people who keep hurting her. "I just want to talk about how we can move forward. It's clear things have changed. They're not going to go back to the way they were. It's not possible." He's trying to move on and so should she.
She keeps saying he's not trying when he hasn't even been given the chance to. And he's not trying to be her lover, her husband, whatever. He just wants to help raise his kid. Because that's something he knows he can do, that he knows he can handle. Knows he has to handle. "Fine. Maeve. I want to help parent our kid, I want to be there for them. I want to be civil with you. I don't think us being together is a good idea right now and I don't expect you to wait for me to get my shit together but I do need to get my shit together. And we both know it's not fair to you for me to try and drag you down with me." No more telling her he wants her, no more telling her that he loves her. He doesn't think she'll understand what he means.
"Maeve. Maybe you won't stop but you have to move on. For me, for our kid, for yourself." He's not even upset anymore, he's just tired. He slumps further into himself, sighing softly. "I'm trying and I know you don't see that but I am. Trying to find honest work, a better place to live.. I know that's not what you want but it's what I can give right now. If that's not good enough for you, then just tell me. I'll leave. As much as I don't want to. I'm not going to sit around and be told I'm not trying or I don't want this when I do. When I am trying." He had originally been excited to tell her about his plans but now? When it's clear whatever he wants isn't going to be good enough because it doesn't come with a relationship? Nah.
She keeps saying he's not trying when he hasn't even been given the chance to. And he's not trying to be her lover, her husband, whatever. He just wants to help raise his kid. Because that's something he knows he can do, that he knows he can handle. Knows he has to handle. "Fine. Maeve. I want to help parent our kid, I want to be there for them. I want to be civil with you. I don't think us being together is a good idea right now and I don't expect you to wait for me to get my shit together but I do need to get my shit together. And we both know it's not fair to you for me to try and drag you down with me." No more telling her he wants her, no more telling her that he loves her. He doesn't think she'll understand what he means.
"Maeve. Maybe you won't stop but you have to move on. For me, for our kid, for yourself." He's not even upset anymore, he's just tired. He slumps further into himself, sighing softly. "I'm trying and I know you don't see that but I am. Trying to find honest work, a better place to live.. I know that's not what you want but it's what I can give right now. If that's not good enough for you, then just tell me. I'll leave. As much as I don't want to. I'm not going to sit around and be told I'm not trying or I don't want this when I do. When I am trying." He had originally been excited to tell her about his plans but now? When it's clear whatever he wants isn't going to be good enough because it doesn't come with a relationship? Nah.
I'm motivated by the lack of doubt
I'm consecrated but I'm not devout
I'm consecrated but I'm not devout
