So You Don't Love Me

by Bialywhoos

Erik knows Christine doesn't love him as much as she loves Raoul, and he can't stand the thought. Post-Phantom. Warning: implied character death.

So you don't love me.

You love that fool instead. Why? Why has God cursed me? All I want is you, Christine. But I cannot have you. I will never have another chance to hold you in my arms or press my lips up against yours.

I want you to be happy, but know that your decision has made me unhappy. Nay, depressed. Depressed to the point where I cannot even live with myself. Just the thought of never seeing your beautiful face or hearing your gentle voice is overwhelming. It is as though I have lost sight of the purpose of my life. It has no purpose if I cannot have you. You were the fuel that kept me alive, but now that it has run out I can no longer live.

Christine, if you read this, know that I love you. I will always watch you from Heaven. Or look up at you from Hell. Whichever God condemns me to.

Maybe you don't love me, but I love you. And that makes life worthless.