Disclaimer: I don't own Lost or any of these characters. If I did then this fic wouldn't't have to exist.

Here I sit…waiting,

Waiting for someone I know, in my heart, will not come.

It's been two days now,

Since Desmond told us what happened,

And still I won't accept it.

But here I sit… trying to find the right words to say at your funeral.

Trying to capture all that you were to me in just a few lines.

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Everyone has told me it's OK to grieve,

But why grieve for a man I barley knew?

But that's not true,

I did know Him,

His good and his bad,

It may have only been a few months,

But they've been the best of my life.

So I guess I do know him…knew him, Charlie.

And every day he's gone it feels like bits of me are crumbling.

I wish I could tell him this now,

There was still so much I wanted him to know.

If I could have known that this goodbye would have be our last,

I would have told him I loved him,

I would have begged him not to go,

Not to leave me behind.

I would have told him that I would rather be stuck on this Island forever,

Then have to live my life without him.

And most of all I would have told him I was sorry,

Sorry for everything that I put him through…

I'm so sorry Charlie…I love you so much.

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How can you love someone you've only known for three months?

I guess that's just how love is,

You go your whole life thinking that it's not for you,

And you end up finding it in the most unexpected place.

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I found his ring the night we got back,

I did cry.

I where it around my neck now,

Just as Rose did once for her husband.

I'll never let you go,

Even after we're rescued,

I'll tell Aaron wonderful stories about his Dad,

The man who got us rescued.

Because that's who you are Charlie,

Your Aaron's father,

And my true love.

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You may not have called yourself a hero,

But that's what you are to me.

And not just because you rescued us,

You were my hero long before this.

Because of all the other things you did for me.

The time when you told me that I didn't scare you,

The time I was taken,

When you killed for me,

You got Aaron back,

You Saved Me,

Not from the Island,

But from myself,

And for that and so much more you are my hero.

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"Claire" Kate's head poked into her tent "you ready, everyone's gathering for the funeral"

"Almost…I'll meet you there"

After Kate left Claire picked up her diary and began to leave. Turning back she grabbed Charlie's black hoodie, and before putting it on she brought it up to her nose and inhaled his sent. Trying to memorize it for the days to come when it eventually fades away and she is left with nothing. She quickly wiped the tears form her eyes and wrapped herself in his hoodie pretending for what certainly wouldn't't be the last time that it was him. And she left the tent, and headed towards the graves. She knew that this was going to be the hardest thing she would ever have to do. But somehow she knew she would get through it. And because of Charlie she would survive.

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