Words to Sarah
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"When I first met you, I wasn't sure what to think. You looked just like Diane. It really had me scared for a while, but when I looked into your eyes, I could see that you were a completely different person. The way that you shook my hand was different, the way that you looked at me.
"When we were on our first case together, trying to clear your uncle, I really felt close to you. Like I would have done anything to make you happy, to make you see that I wasn't as bad as you thought I was. I would have done anything. I was always that way with you, really. Just wanted you to be happy, to feel for me what I always knew I felt for you.
"The time that you approached me on the ferry, I was sure that I would have the courage to let go, tell you how I felt about you. But when it came down to it, I couldn't. I was too scared of what could happen. I could have lost you in a million different ways. As a friend, as the woman that I always wanted to protect. So I told you to wait.
"When Mic came into the picture, I was confused. I wasn't really sure if the feelings that you had confronted me with on the ferry had been real. Maybe you just wanted to be with someone, and you resorted to me. I didn't know. Those months were hell. It was then that I really realized how I felt about you. Realized that I loved you. I still love you.
"You have no idea how relieved I was when we got Mic and Renee out of our lives. It was like you and I could go back to what we'd had before, and maybe even move on to bigger and better things. The war, and the missions with Webb, and all of those other things kept us apart for a long time. Every time I wanted to move on with you, something came up that made it impossible for me to do that.
"When you went on that mission with Webb to Paraguay, I vowed to myself that I would find you, and when I did, I would finally make things right between us. I don't know why I hesitated. Maybe I thought that we were invinsible after all the things that we'd survived. That we'd have all the time in the world. Maybe I was still scared.
"The day that you died was the day my life ended. Here I was, thinking that we had forever, and I get a call from the Admiral telling me that you were shot in a convenience store robbery. A petty robbery. After all the missions we'd survived, you were shot by some punk stealing a pack of cigarettes and a candy bar from a gas station! I miss you so much. I know that I can't go back and fix all the things that I did wrong, especially since you're gone. But I know that you're always here, with me."
Harm stood in front of the grave of the woman that he loved, crying for her, for him, for the chance that they'd lost. He fell to his knees, placing the single red rose on the white snow directly in front of her grave. He reached up, running his fingers over the name in the freezing cold marble, an act that he'd repeated many times since he'd lost her over a year ago.
"Sarah, I'm so sorry! I never meant for any of this to happen!" He screamed against the bitter, freezing wind that threatened to blow him away. His tears were freezing on his face, burning his skin.
"I love you, Sarah. I will always love you." He said, and got up off his knees, walking away, disappearing into the white cloud of snow that was falling over the cemetery.
His tears that had fallen on her gravestone were frozen there, the small drops of ice barely visible. But they showed clearly that she had been loved in her lifetime, that she was still loved, and that her life had certainly been worth living.
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"When I first met you, I wasn't sure what to think. You looked just like Diane. It really had me scared for a while, but when I looked into your eyes, I could see that you were a completely different person. The way that you shook my hand was different, the way that you looked at me.
"When we were on our first case together, trying to clear your uncle, I really felt close to you. Like I would have done anything to make you happy, to make you see that I wasn't as bad as you thought I was. I would have done anything. I was always that way with you, really. Just wanted you to be happy, to feel for me what I always knew I felt for you.
"The time that you approached me on the ferry, I was sure that I would have the courage to let go, tell you how I felt about you. But when it came down to it, I couldn't. I was too scared of what could happen. I could have lost you in a million different ways. As a friend, as the woman that I always wanted to protect. So I told you to wait.
"When Mic came into the picture, I was confused. I wasn't really sure if the feelings that you had confronted me with on the ferry had been real. Maybe you just wanted to be with someone, and you resorted to me. I didn't know. Those months were hell. It was then that I really realized how I felt about you. Realized that I loved you. I still love you.
"You have no idea how relieved I was when we got Mic and Renee out of our lives. It was like you and I could go back to what we'd had before, and maybe even move on to bigger and better things. The war, and the missions with Webb, and all of those other things kept us apart for a long time. Every time I wanted to move on with you, something came up that made it impossible for me to do that.
"When you went on that mission with Webb to Paraguay, I vowed to myself that I would find you, and when I did, I would finally make things right between us. I don't know why I hesitated. Maybe I thought that we were invinsible after all the things that we'd survived. That we'd have all the time in the world. Maybe I was still scared.
"The day that you died was the day my life ended. Here I was, thinking that we had forever, and I get a call from the Admiral telling me that you were shot in a convenience store robbery. A petty robbery. After all the missions we'd survived, you were shot by some punk stealing a pack of cigarettes and a candy bar from a gas station! I miss you so much. I know that I can't go back and fix all the things that I did wrong, especially since you're gone. But I know that you're always here, with me."
Harm stood in front of the grave of the woman that he loved, crying for her, for him, for the chance that they'd lost. He fell to his knees, placing the single red rose on the white snow directly in front of her grave. He reached up, running his fingers over the name in the freezing cold marble, an act that he'd repeated many times since he'd lost her over a year ago.
"Sarah, I'm so sorry! I never meant for any of this to happen!" He screamed against the bitter, freezing wind that threatened to blow him away. His tears were freezing on his face, burning his skin.
"I love you, Sarah. I will always love you." He said, and got up off his knees, walking away, disappearing into the white cloud of snow that was falling over the cemetery.
His tears that had fallen on her gravestone were frozen there, the small drops of ice barely visible. But they showed clearly that she had been loved in her lifetime, that she was still loved, and that her life had certainly been worth living.
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