This what it feels like loving a felon, you're in your balcony begging him to stay, even though you know he will always choose the chaos. "We have a mission-" He said and you pulled away. "No-" "I'm needed." "They always do." You said,you tried leaving but Oliver held your wrist. "Why do you always choose them over me?" You said. "Love i don't- " "if you don't stay." You said and he stayed quiet deep down you knew the answer, but a light, a hope inside your heart begs for a different one