"...this ain't happenin' anymore."

you tilt your head, sitting next to him on the steps of cell block d.

"..what ain't happening anymore?" you ask, brow raised.

"us. we are not happening anymore. you can't be with me. s'not good for ya." he grunts.

as you open your mouth and start talking, he cuts you off.

"daryl, i don't understand, i thought you lo-"

"we were never anything. yer just some bitch i fucked, s'all."

he turns and leaves, and you swear you see regret in his eyes.