This is the first of this type I've done. I was listening to "You Must Love Me" from the movie Evita today, and it dawned on me how fitting this is for Phantom. So, here goes. Erik's POV. I obviously don't own this song. ALW does. And I don't own any characters from POTO either.

~ Where do we go from here? ~

I stood watching her, we were barley inches apart. Her eyes bore into my very soul. How I longed to reach out to her. To make everything just happen. To stop being afraid. To make her stop being afraid.

~ This isn't where we intended to be. ~

She was holding the veil in her hands, but she could not stand to look at it. Her eyes passed over the lines and crevices of my cursed visage. Apparently this sight was easier then that of which she held in her hands… and all it meant.

~ We had it all. ~

How often had our voices soared together? We gave ourselves to one another so often in song. Leaving each other ravaged and breathless. Our souls torn open to one another. At times it seemed not even a lover's embrace could compare.

~ You believed in me, I believed in you. ~

I had deceived her, and she had deceived me. I was no angel, and she was going to run, without ever saying goodbye. Without saying goodbye.

~ Certainties disappear. ~

Even after she knew I was no angel, she still looked at me with awe and respect. And still our relationship grew. But now?

~ What do we do for our dream to survive? ~

Could there ever be a chance? No. I had gone too far. It was over now. Ruined.

~ How do we keep all our passions alive as we used to do? ~

Could I have just one last song, perhaps? One last chance to make things right.

~ Deep in my heart I'm concealing things that I'm longing to say. ~

If only I could tell her, let her see, put it all into words. Perhaps then.

~ Scared to confess what I'm feeling. ~

But tell her what? Confirm what she already knows?

~ Frightened you'll slip away ~

That this hideous corpse loves her more then life itself.

~ You must love me. ~

Please, Christine.

~ You must love me. ~

Please.

~ Why are you at my side? ~

I held my breath as she closed the short distance between us.

~ How can I be any use to you now? ~

I started to pull away, but her hand reached out, grabbing my arm. My breath fell short in my chest as her body pressed against mine. Maybe, I was wrong?

~ Give me a chance and I'll let you see how nothing has changed. ~

Jolts of shock more powerful then pain and sweeter then the purest music shot through me as her warm lips touched mine. We held that embrace for a long time, afraid to let go of one another. And I knew at that moment, this feeling wasn't unrequited.

~ Deep in my heart I'm concealing things that I'm longing to say. ~

Finally we broke apart. My knees gave slightly and she grasped on to my sleeves to help keep me upright.

~ Scared to confess what I'm feeling. ~

"Christine. I love you."

~ Frightened you'll slip away. ~

"Erik."

~ You must love me. ~

"Go."

~ You must love me. ~

~ You must love me. ~