You saw my pain, washed out in the rain
Broken glass, saw the blood run from my veins
But you saw no fault no cracks in my heart
And you knelt beside my hope torn apart
But the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view
And we'll live a long life
So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cause oh they gave me such a fright
But I will hold as long as you like
Just promise me we'll be alright

Ghosts That We Knew

I knew. I knew from the moment I arrived at the flat and saw Mrs. Hudson.

I knew.

And I prayed I wouldn't be too late.

I ran, frantically. No, no, no! Sherlock, no! I thought as I climbed into a cab.

Don't you dare, don't you dare do this.

I got out of the cab. I tried to rush into the hospital to find him, and stop him.

Please, God, don't let me be too late.

My phone rang. I answered it.

"Look up," said a voice; Sherlock's voice.

I looked up. He was standing there, on the roof of St. Bart's Hospital. I move to go to him. He stops me.

"Don't move. Stay right where you are. Don't take your eyes off of me," he commands. I do as he says. I don't know why.

"What is this?" I ask. I can't remember anything but this moment, right now, Sherlock standing on the roof. This is all I know. I don't know anything else.

"This is my note," he says, "That's what people do isn't it? Leave a note?" His voice is so cold, so empty. It breaks my heart. All I want is to go to him. My feet don't allow me to move. I am frozen.

"No…" is all I say.

"I'm a fraud," spits Sherlock.

"You're not a fraud," I say, shaking my head.

What was happening?

"I am," he says, "Tell everyone I said that. Tell them all, Mrs. Hudson, Lestrade, Molly… I made it all up… I'm a fake…"

"No, Sherlock… No, I know that's not true. What is this? Sherlock, don't…"

"Goodbye, John."

I am too late.

I knew.

I knew.

I knew.

I should have known.

I should have stopped him.

I should have run to him.

I should never have left him.

I knew.

I was too late.

A/N This is just a little thing I wrote up in like ten minutes at like three in the morning. It's not the best; I just had it and felt like posting it. I obviously paraphrased quite a bit and it's very short. The quote at the beginning is from the song Ghosts We Knew by Mumford and Sons. I hope it isn't too terrible! Reviewers are awesome, so you should totally review!