[Maybe there are some things that cannot be fixed.
He couldn't fix his parents after his brother's death.
He couldn't fix Dennis and didn't even realize he needed him.
He couldn't fix himself, couldn't fix his own life, the chaos and destruction surrounding him until he ran away to Africa.
He couldn't fix Luka. Luka who presses his lips to his hand and his heart crumbles, tears blurring the colors around him, the red of blood, the green of the tiles, the little white that remains of the hospital sheets.]
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He couldn't fix his parents after his brother's death.
He couldn't fix Dennis and didn't even realize he needed him.
He couldn't fix himself, couldn't fix his own life, the chaos and destruction surrounding him until he ran away to Africa.
He couldn't fix Luka. Luka who presses his lips to his hand and his heart crumbles, tears blurring the colors around him, the red of blood, the green of the tiles, the little white that remains of the hospital sheets.]
I... don't want to lose you.