Disclaimer: The poem "Faded Memory" was written by me. I love them, but I don't own the Newsies…
General fic…follow up soon to come, but in a actual story, not a one shot…
Author's note: It switches pov. Girl…poem…Boy…Poem, etc. At the end, It's just the two of them switching.
Fading Memory
I saw him today. He walked by me on the street. I became invisible standing right in front of him. I don't miss him. I love Anthony…I think…
Why?
Why is it that every time
I see his face,
It becomes yours?
Why?
Why do I hear you each day
When he calls me to say good morning
Or good night?
You walked by again today. I didn't recognize you at first, and by the time I did, you were in his arms. I felt my heart tear in two when he kissed you.
It doesn't matter, though. I love her now…I think…
What is it that makes
My heart love her,
But know only you?
Why did I cling for so long
To a false love,
One bound to break
And bring me down with it?
I heard that he wants to marry her. I wouldn't doubt it. I've always noticed him staring at her as she passed us. I always knew that he was that kind of guy. But I still ache whenever I see her, knowing that she was somehow better than me…
I watched you leave, you know.
Through the blackened tears,
I watched as you walked away
Leaving me empty and fragile,
Destined to shatter apart.
I knew I hurt you, and now I know just how much. You wouldn't take me back if I begged you. I don't blame you. Even if you wanted to, you wouldn't be able to. I won't let you. You deserve better than me…
And yet I would care for her,
Knowing I could never take you back,
But when you left,
You never gave back that piece of my heart
That I gave to you so long ago.
I don't love Anthony, but he loves me, and I can't shake this feeling. The feeling that something is missing. Something that can never be replaced. When I saw my former lover on the street, I realized what that something was. I realized why I would never be able to get rid of this feeling…
Instead, you left a scar,
One that can eventually ease and soften,
Allowing another to take your place.
I know now that I'm using her. Trying to hurt you and trying to forget you. I can't decide whether I want to see you cry, or if I want to stop the tears, both our tears, if you even shed any…
But understand that my scars
Will eventually fade away,
Unlike the memory of you.
Why?
I love him…
Why?
I love you…
Why?
How can people do this to one another?
How do they hurt with out feeling any pain?
You said you loved me…
He said he loved me. He said he'd never leave…
You said you'd never leave…
He said he'd never leave…
And I believed him.
And I believed you.
the end
