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Tim Drake ([personal profile] peektuttut) wrote2009-02-11 09:08 pm
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Denial

 I'm not. In denial.

Alfred thinks I am. I'm not.

I know better.

I should know better.

...

When I talked to people, it's as if he's still here. Alfred said I expect him to walk through the front door every day.

Every day.

I don't. I know he's gone.

But I keep saying gone, not dead. And I keep saying us, our. Like he'll walk in the front door.

Like he always does.

I mean people keep coming back - they do. I've seen it. But not my people. Not my-

I don't want to think he's dead.

He was there for me after my dad died. He can't be dead now. Just gone. He'll be back. They always come back.

He'll be back.

I'm not in denial.

[identity profile] enigmaestro.livejournal.com 2009-02-12 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Kid. Death isn't easy...

[identity profile] enigmaestro.livejournal.com 2009-02-12 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Geez, last time I try and show some sympathy.

[identity profile] enigmaestro.livejournal.com 2009-02-12 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
I know.

Come on, kiddo. Open up a little.

[identity profile] enigmaestro.livejournal.com 2009-02-12 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
What the hell is wrong with trusting me?!

[identity profile] enigmaestro.livejournal.com 2009-02-12 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
... I miss other detectives. Cowled ones.

[identity profile] hesmypuddin.livejournal.com 2009-02-15 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, Timmy! Who died? :D