Note to the Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist or any related things/themes.
I had never really been alone. I guess. But now that I couldn't remember anything, anyone. I couldn't figure out how to turn the lights out.
I can't remember what happened. I've tried and I've tried and I've lost so much sleep. Everyone has grown up and I'm still… Well, I'm still here.
I don't remember my brother. I know he had blonde hair. Golden eyes. I know his name was Edward and I know that something went wrong.
Why can't I remember these things? Why can't I remember my life? Why has what I knew been taken out from underneath me?
I've been alone before. But being alone physically, is different from being alone mentally. But when you're both… it's despair.
A lamp lies on my bedside. It's light dances across the walls. Playing with my shadow. This doesn't feel right.
My brother is alive. I can feel him in my heart. It's the only part that I can still feel. I don't know how I know this, I just do. I can't remember my brother but I know that he's waiting for me.
But until then I am alone in the light.
Because I can't figure out how to turn the lights out…
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Okay, it's 12-03 AM. I am going to post this and go to bed now… please review, this would be my first FMA fanfic that I've posted, be a chum and let me know. Sorry for the shortness I just needed to toss some ideas down. And, hey, if you can find something to flame about, please don't. I dislike flames. :P
Felarof