A/N: This little ditty is part of my response to selenehekate 's POV In A Week Challenge in the HPFC forum. This is part 1 of 7. My event was a night out at a bar. I'm really interested in seeing where this goes. Def. new territory for me. I've never written some of these...well most of these characters before, so we'll see how it goes! If you feel so inclined, drop me a review!

Hope you like it!

~Belladonna

Dulce Nocte~Deserta Nocte

He thinks I can't see. That I can't tell, but I always can.

The way his eyes somehow always manage to find him in the room.

The way they try to not look when they are in the same place.

But I see them.

I know he'll always love him more than me.

He always denies it of course.

Tells me that he loves me.

I know that he feels something for me. But love? I don't know anymore.

I did at first. I thought I had worn him down. Broke past the barriers of his heart.

I was a fool.

He tells me that he loves Teddy more than life.

That I can believe.

I know he loves our son, would do anything, give up anything to share every moment of his life with him.

But I see the longing. The wanting. And know that if it weren't for him, he would have left me long ago.

I take a breath. Take a long sip of my drink. Take a moment to compose myself.

I was never one to hide my feelings either. They're as plain as day. But I try desperately to conceal them.

The others will see and I have no desire to feel their pity. This is my sorrow alone. It's not to share.

I only have eyes for him...and the other. My nemesis.

I can only see them.

I finish my drink, gently placing it back on the table.

"I'll go get you another."

He doesn't even ask. He just goes.

Seeing his out. Seeing his chance to go to him, talk to him, be near him even if it's only for a few moments.

He breaks my heart every time.

Some days I wish I could let him go. Give him up. Give him back to the one that so obviously holds his heart.

But...I can't. I'm too weak.

I need him. I want him. I have him. Even if it's just in body.

And I'm never going to let him go.

I look back at the bar.

My chest is tight. I struggle against shedding the tears I feel building behind my eyes.

I see it.

See them.

All that love.

And I die a little more.

The title translates to Lovely Night, Lonely Night.