Just a One-Shot of when Loki fell from Asgard and his thoughts, plus Thor's thoughts about the whole situation. Enjoy!
When I let go, I was alone.
All my life I had felt alone, but now, I knew I was.
The tears try to squeeze out of my eyes, but I won't let them.
I fall, alone, through places I have never seen and will never see again.
I force all memories of Asgard out of my mind.
They never loved me, never wanted me.
They never even noticed me.
I was a shadow, hiding in the corners.
If I was gone, no one noticed.
If I was there, no one noticed.
I was never anyone.
I was empty, a shell.
Never living up to my brother.
He was always great.
I could never be.
He never noticed.
No one ever noticed.
So in some ways, being alone now is just the same as always.
Loneliness, for me, is a friend.
The only friend I have ever had.
It wraps around me like a blanket.
Always, always reminding me.
That I let go.
…
Every day it rains.
It rains, the silver drops reminding me of his silver tongue.
His eyes putting the lushest plants to shame.
I let the tears fall, not feeling any regret.
I loved him. I loved him.
There is nothing more to say.
He was a part of me,
and now that he is gone I am empty, a shell of myself.
I train and train to take my mind off of grief.
But nothing helps.
Everything reminds me of him.
I should have saved him. But how could I?
And now he's gone. And it's my fault.
All my fault.
How can I forgive myself?
Everywhere, I think I see him.
But yet I know that he is gone.
When I turn, to try and find him
he is never there.
I stand by the window, alone without him.
Now that he is gone I miss him more.
Because every day it rains.
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-CMTM