Tiredness fuels empty thoughts

I find myself disposed

Brightness fills empty space

In search of inspiration

She laid on the cold hard mattress, unable to sleep, unable to do anything but think of the past that she had so long forgotten. Everything rushed, coming at her in waves. The people, the places, the feelings, him came back to her. The memories she had buried so deep within herself were unrooted, uncovered. She could feel the tears, but she couldn't stop them. Her heart felt constricted, her breathes were unsteady, irregular. Every time she closed her eyes, she remembered Baltimore. How could she forget?Interrupting the doorknob turn slowly, someone entered the room and closed it.

"Meredith?" the familiar voice grumbled, poking her. "Um, Boy needs you to prep the patient for surgery."

He could tell that she'd heard him, so he turned around, getting ready to leave.

"You know, you don't know everything." She said softly, causing him to turn around. She had imagined this moment so many times, played it over and over again in her mind. What she would say to him, how she would feel. But now that the moment had finally arrived, she felt all her anger diminish. She was just tired from everything, from the past.

"I know." He answered simply. His usual snarky, long-winded responses were gone in her presence. She brought something out in him, something real.

"I had the right to choose and you took that away from me." Bitterness and defeat filled her voice. It had been so long, too long. It didn't seem to matter what he said, she was in her world, expressing her thoughts, thoughts that had been repressed and buried for so long. Things that once said, should be forgotten and gone.

"But you left anyway. I didn't take your right to choose, Meri. I just took myself out of the equation. We both know I was holding you back." His voice was soft, calm. He didn't beg for forgiveness because he didn't want forgiveness. He wanted nothing more than for her to realize that she made the right choice.

"I chose Seattle because I needed to escape. I chose Seattle because you made me choose Seattle. It was never my choice." She said more to herself than to him. She stared into the ceiling, her mind was empty. She felt numb, unaware of what she was saying or the weight of her words.

He stared at her, lying on the bed, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes. He hated this feeling, that he had done something wrong, that he had been wrong. But he knew that everything had worked out for the best. At least for her. He could tell the influence his presence had on her and he wanted nothing more than to take her into his arms and just hold her. But no matter how hard he wished it, he wasn't that person anymore.

Rain it wets muddy roads

I find myself exposed

Tapping doors, but irritate

In search of destination

A/N: After I heard this song, I was just inspired to write. It's been a while since I've updated, and I apologize. It's just that life has gotten in the way. Anyways, another piece of the puzzle. :P

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