DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AND/OR RELATED CHARACTERS.
LYRICS DISCLAIMER: NOT MINE, THEY BELONG TO BLINK 182. The song is "Always".
A/N: This is not a song fic, it's just that you could listen to "Always" and the line goes pretty well with the story. ALSO, I edited this...it has been posted before. THANKS TO ALL MY LOVELY REVIEWERS!
Sitting here on this floor holding on to you, it's not very comfortable. The floor that is. You're trembling, do you know that? Can you feel it or are you too far gone to notice? Please don't shake, you're scaring me. Your skin is paler than it normally is. Your lips are cut and bleeding. But you're still beautiful to me.
The tears are making tracks on your face, but you're trying to smile. I'll miss that smile. And a tear falls from my face and splashes right on your nose. And you laugh weakly, very weakly. Please don't leave me, please don't say goodbye. I'm selfish, do you know that? I don't want the only good thing in my life gone. Please don't go.
I love you so much. I whisper in your ear that if you just stay, I'll be wrong all the time, no matter what. You smile at me and tell me that I was always wrong, that I just didn't know it. More tears fall from me eyes. You're still shaking, and with every tremble the panic and fear is welling up inside me.
Please don't try to say anything, just hold on for me. I'm sobbing, do you know that? Obviously you do, because you chuckle, which is now a soft and fragile sound. With every heave of my chest, you're getting closer to leaving.
You're having a hard time breathing aren't you? I can tell, you quiver while trying to use strength that you don't have. And while I confess about how much I love you, sobbing all through the confessions, your eyes seem to lose the sparkle they once held. And I cry harder.
You try so hard to comfort me, but shouldn't it be the other way? With me comforting you? Me SAVING you? And somehow we both know that's not going to happen. So I continue to cry, begging you not to leave, and you continue struggling, trying to meet my needs. I sniffled, holding you close.
Your breath is shallow. At first I thought you were gone. And I almost lost it right then and there.
But you crack a fragile smile and say "Tell me a story, Paddy."
So I do. I tell you a story about two people. Two boys, a werewolf and his mate to be precise, who loved each other. They loved each other with every ounce of their being. And it took them a while to admit it, 2 years exactly, their feelings never once faltered.
And when I finish the story you tell me that one was always your favorite. I smile sadly and more tears are falling while I'm pressing soft kisses to your face. You place a light kiss on my lips and tell me you love me, that you always have and you always will.
And you're hands are shaking as you wipe a lock of hair, stuck because of tears, from my face. And I cry harder than I have ever before, because like I said, I'm selfish. But that sparkle is totally and fully gone. And you're not with me anymore.
FIN
