A/N: Heard it on my iPod and I couldn't resist. Check it out. Tissues provided. Avril Lavigne, Slipped away. Review when you're done!

Love,

Mel

Na na, na na na, na na
I miss you, miss you so bad

I held his hand, as he adoringly caressed my fingers. I felt warm and full, I felt complete. Every inch of my skin was alive and tingling. My hair brushed his shoulder; he twirled a chestnut lock through his slender fingers. We sat in silence, soaking and cherishing each other's presence.

I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly

Every detail was meticulously packed into my mind. His spicy scent, his irrational warmth, his ample movements, the smooth, chocolaty hair, and deep, thought provoking eyes.

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Ooooh
Na na na na na na na

His dark hair began to lose its rich color; his tanned skin faded dully. My panic-filled eyes searched his frantically. No. This can't be happening… I reached out a trembling hand to place it on his cheek. It slipped through. I reached up both of my hands to clutch his face, to hold to close to me. His face was a shadow in my arms. I couldn't grasp a single wisp. He was slipping…

I didn't get around to kiss you
Goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again
I know that I can't

I reached out to kiss him, to hold him tight and for never let go. I willed him to continue tracing patterns on palm and tell me how he loved me. My lips met air; cold, mocking, air.

Oooooh
I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Ooooh
I had my wake up
Won't you wake up?
I keep asking why
And I can't take it
It wasn't fake
It happened, you passed by

You should have expected this… it had to have happened sometime. You bound yourself to this fate. This torturous heartbreak. Nothing will be the same. With out his strong arms to hold you, with out his soft voice to sooth you, nothing can ever be the same. How could you be so stupid…?

Now you are gone, now you are gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back
Now you are gone, now you are gone
There you go, there you go,
Somewhere you're not coming back

This isn't like last time. Once he goes there's no bringing him back. There's no more saving him. Nothing can save him now. He reaches his wisp of a hand to touch your tearstained cheeks, and winces as it passes through like nothing was ever there. You're crying even harder now, the tears flowing steady. You want to hold his velvety hair, to stroke it. You reach out your hand; you raise it to his almost-transparent hair. And it slips from your grasp, slips away. Forever. And then, he's gone.

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same no...
The day you slipped away
Was the day that I found it won't be the same ooh...
Na na, na na na, na na

You fall to the ground; your empty sobs wracking your fragile body. You don't feel comforted by anything. The only thing that can ever make you feel comforted is being in his arms—and you never can. Because he's gone. Your existence with out him is like a bird without air. A rose without water. Incomplete; meager. Useless. And you look up at the sky, needing him to hear your wistful whisper.

I miss you.