Summary : Christian's thoughts as he looks back at what was, and contemplates the end.

author notes at end.

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My Ridiculous Dogma...

by MustangSally



I was such a fool. I used to believe in love. I used to think that love conquered all, that it was more important than the air we breathe. That it was a thing of splendor and beauty. All I needed was love.

Like I said, I was a fool.

I used to be in love. For those few fleeting weeks - mere minutes of eternity-I was truly happy. I was finally living out my bohemian ideals. I didn't need to eat, I didn't need to sleep of even breathe, for I was in love, and that was all that mattered. And suddenly one night, love was gone.

Love is dead now. With it's last breaths Love coughed it's crimson blood onto my shirt and died in my arms. A man once said he didn't care about my ridiculous dogma. He doesn't care, and neither do I. It's not my dogma anymore...Truth, Beauty, Freedom and Love are someone else's ideals. Not mine...not anymore.

I have seen beauty, experienced the freedom of love, and I have had it all shattered by the truth...shattered into so many pieces...falling to the stage like so many rose petals.

And now, the broken pieces of what was have been swept away, the stage has since been cleared of all the rose petals. The only thing that remains is the stain of Love and blood on my shirt. That is the only thing I have left to remind me of the pain of that one night...that one moment...that searing pain...

I don't want to be reminded anymore.

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