A/N: I know, I know, I still have to update my other story, but this was a really insistent idea that wouldn't let me alone. The song "Run" by Snow Patrol came on on shuffle, and I just read something really tragic about Romeo and Juliet, and this idea just popped into my head. It's kinda choppy but I like the overall feeling of it in the end. Thanks again, and I will be updating "Just One More Day" soon...promise!


Don't Leave Me

The stars shone especially bright that night. They twinkled in an effort to brighten the sky, but all he saw were the spaces between the stars, those infinite yawning chasms of encompassing darkness that tightened around him, cutting off his breath. The tears slid steadily down his cheeks, falling onto his skin without a sound. He closed his eyes.

He could almost feel her beside him, feel the warm heat of her small body against his chest, feel the softness of her skin as his arms wrapped around her. And her soft brown curls under his chin, caressing his face. Gently, he kissed the top of her head and buried his face in her tresses, inhaling the sweet scent that was uniquely her's. She moved closer to him and closed her smooth hand over his, and he shivered under her gentle touch. And when she turned around, the tears started anew. She was so beautiful, and she was here. His Queen. Those beautiful eyes, those sky-blue, gentle, amazing eyes were looking at him, those lips were curving up into an almost unbearably sweet smile, and she buried her head in his shoulder. And he was holding her again, his hands rubbing circles on her back, her warmth seeping into his body and drowning his senses. An angel in his arms, and oh god, she was amazing, so--

And then the place beside him was empty.

He should have never opened his eyes.

Longingly, he smoothed his hand over the smooth, cold bedspread. She was so beautiful, so perfect…The warm trails of tears fell from his eyes gain, turning the fabric beneath his eyes damp with moisture. The moonlight shone on the place next to him, mocking the emptiness, the vacuity of it with the frigid, white rays.

Empty. Always empty.

The knife came from nowhere and flayed his heart open, cutting through it slowly and laying it on the ice; throbbing, but still feebly beating. It would be so easy to let go, now. To just close his eyes forever, to just dream of her. To hold her, to hear her voice in his ear, to feel her touch on his skin...for an eternity. Even if it was just a memory, he could hope for nothing more. Memories were all he had left.

But she never lasted, she never stayed. Just long enough for him to remember joy, long enough to tempt him and revive his deadened heart…and then she disappeared. She always did. Leaving his arms cold, his mind frozen, his soul bleeding.

He closed his eyes again, and almost instantly she was beside him, touching his face tenderly and wrapping her small arms around his trembling, breaking frame.

Don't leave me, please don't leave.

It's so dark…

Don't leave me…

Please.


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