A/N: There are things going on that I can't control right now and I hate that. So what do I do? I write angst. This is sort of like my 'Alexi' piece, it actually is happening at the same time. Perhaps next time I get sad, I'll write Mimi's POV. Who knows.
"You Heard Every Word"
I didn't mean for you to leave.
I mean, I turned my back to you,
But I wanted you to stay.
You were supposed to know that.
During the funeral
I couldn't take my eyes off of you.
You stared straight ahead, your hand clutching his.
You never even glanced my way.
I could see your tears from across the room.
I couldn't turn away and
Yet, I couldn't stand to see you with him.
I still can't. I can't stand to see you with
Anyone but me.
I had a checklist in my mind.
Take care of Collins.
Make sure Mark was ok.
And then leave.
I didn't want to look in
Those brown eyes of yours.
I knew if I did
I would never go.
That's why I turned my back.
I knew I had to leave, but
I wanted you to beg me to stay.
You told me I was full of shit.
You're right. You don't know how right.
Mark knew.
Mark knew why I had to go away.
He knew that I couldn't watch you die.
But now you know.
You heard every word.
Now you know why I left.
Why I had to leave you
Before you left me.
Why I couldn't look at you.
Why I couldn't stay.
You are probably with him now.
It is for the better.
He can take care of you.
Give you things I never could.
Hold you when you get scared.
I had to turn away
So I couldn't see your eyes.
It doesn't matter though
Because no matter where I go
I see them everywhere.