Disclaimer: Not mine, nor are the lyrics. They belong to Slick Shoes and the song is "Alone"

:I long to touch your face. I haven't seen you in so long.:

I'm sitting in this cell, staring up at the full moon, and I miss you so bad. I haven't seen you in a while. In a long, long while. For something remarkably stupid, yet we're still paying the price. And sometimes I sit and wonder what if things hadn't turned out this way? But then I come snapping back to reality and I realize that I could sit and 'daydream' about all the 'what ifs' and it still wouldn't bring you back.

:I'm never there when you need it most. No matter what road you walk down on your own, I'll be there. You won't always have to be...Alone tonight, it's alright.:

I know I haven't been there for you, and I'm so sorry. You probably wouldn't believe how much I think about you. But I promise you won't always have to be alone. Especially on nights like these. No matter where you go, I'll always be with you, and I know you can feel me there.

:I know that I'm gone but here now, somehow, I can feel you with me in my heart.:

I know you can feel me because I can feel you too. I can feel your pain, your happiness, I can feel everything. I can feel you love, your guilt. You shouldn't feel guilty, I'm an impetous person, that's not your fault. I feel miserable for making you feel guilty. I sincerely didn't intend to do that.

:I need to see your face. How has it been so long? Out on the road, you're stuck there at home.:

I'm going insane. I need to see you. I need to feel your touch. I need to relish in the scent of you. I need to value your mannerisms and facial expressions. I need to burn these things into my memory. Better yet, I should just stay with you, never leaving you again.

:I thought of you today, and all that you would say. I lost myself in you cause I don't want to have to be.:

I'm leaving this place Moony, I'm coming back and I'm staying back. Because I crave your taste, I call for the feeling of your lips on mine, I thirst for everything that is essentially you. I imagined what you would say when I come back. First you would be scared, I know you would, because you think I murdered him. That I betrayed them, but I swear to whatever deity I. Didn't. Do. It. And then you'd yell for hours and hours on end because of my rash decisions. Then we'd catch up, on everything. And I mean ever-ry-thing. These damned wraiths, they can't sense Padfoot's emotions-I've been experimenting with it. I'll be there soon Moony, I love you. My Moony, My Remus, My Love./WOOF-WOOF/

A/N: Ok, obviously Sirius just turned into Padfoot. I just figured I'd point that out so no one would think he was sitting in Azkaban going "Woof! Woof!" I didn't want anyone getting confused. And the 'wraiths' are Dementors...just figured I'd point that out too.