Cruel

It was cruel.

"Keep your eyes fixed on me."

I had to watch, just as he'd asked.

"Stay exactly where you are."

I had to stare up at the thin figure of my best friend, swaying up on the roof.

"Goodbye, John."

I had to be Sherlock's suicide note.

"I will burn the heart out of you."

And it was crueler than even Moriarty could've imagined.

Fin