I just can't stop crying. I didn't know him but the worst part for me was that I was the last to know. I just found out this morning from Silver Takeru and Silver Daisuke. To his family and close friends. You have my condolences.
Legal Disclaimer: I don't own anything here. Except the plot that's mine.
Authors Note. I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry. I didn't even know him. I really don't know what else to say. R and R if you want.
Until You're Gone
A solitary figure stood over the large stone. It was raining. No, not rain more like tears. All the tears he has ever shed for him. Tears of laughter, of joy of saddness. All of them, coming back to him now. Bringing to him, returning to him, the memories. Memories of the person he didn't want to remember. Couldn't remeber....but couldn't forget. It just hurt too much. I hurt too much to remeber him. His smile, his laughter, his eyes, the way he always, no he couldn't remember. It all hurt! All of it! And besides if he remebered he would miis and then he would remember that he can't bring him back. Ever. No matter what. Even for him there was no such thing as necromancy.
The memories were coming. All of them they were returning. The happy times and sad. The good times and the not so good. He thinks about him again. The way he looked when he laughed. How there was always a bounce in his step and the air of cheerfulness and energy that surrounded him whereever he went... Not anymore. He stands there. At the lonely grave atop ahill. Surounded by roses. But when he looks at the roses all he see's is the thornes. He looks at these things, so he won't have to remember. All the times he took him for granted. He never really noticed him, until he was gone.
He looked down at the tombstone and watched it as it seemed to flow. From the flowers at it's base, to the marble with his name carved in it, to the twin angels aspiring at the tips. He bent down running his fingers across the name ingraved. "I never how much I need you..." His voice was hoarse from crying. "How much I love you until you're gone." He stood up having said this. As the rain that beat on his shoulder slowed, it's pattern now irregular, before stopping all togther. he stood up and made one last glance at the block of stone. He never noticed how much he loved him. "Until you're gone...."
Legal Disclaimer: I don't own anything here. Except the plot that's mine.
Authors Note. I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry. I didn't even know him. I really don't know what else to say. R and R if you want.
Until You're Gone
A solitary figure stood over the large stone. It was raining. No, not rain more like tears. All the tears he has ever shed for him. Tears of laughter, of joy of saddness. All of them, coming back to him now. Bringing to him, returning to him, the memories. Memories of the person he didn't want to remember. Couldn't remeber....but couldn't forget. It just hurt too much. I hurt too much to remeber him. His smile, his laughter, his eyes, the way he always, no he couldn't remember. It all hurt! All of it! And besides if he remebered he would miis and then he would remember that he can't bring him back. Ever. No matter what. Even for him there was no such thing as necromancy.
The memories were coming. All of them they were returning. The happy times and sad. The good times and the not so good. He thinks about him again. The way he looked when he laughed. How there was always a bounce in his step and the air of cheerfulness and energy that surrounded him whereever he went... Not anymore. He stands there. At the lonely grave atop ahill. Surounded by roses. But when he looks at the roses all he see's is the thornes. He looks at these things, so he won't have to remember. All the times he took him for granted. He never really noticed him, until he was gone.
He looked down at the tombstone and watched it as it seemed to flow. From the flowers at it's base, to the marble with his name carved in it, to the twin angels aspiring at the tips. He bent down running his fingers across the name ingraved. "I never how much I need you..." His voice was hoarse from crying. "How much I love you until you're gone." He stood up having said this. As the rain that beat on his shoulder slowed, it's pattern now irregular, before stopping all togther. he stood up and made one last glance at the block of stone. He never noticed how much he loved him. "Until you're gone...."