Even If You Feel Sad

Author: Me

USUK

Un-beta'd and written in one go.


Do you ever feel sad?

It's okay if you do.

I know I do sometimes.

Hey, can you hear me?

Hey you, listen to me. Wipe those silly tears away.

It can't be helped. I'll brush them off your precious face.

Hey, can you feel me?

I can't feel you, but for some reason that hurts.

Can you see me?

I can see you so clearly.

Your face is an open book.

For some reason I know that your eyes usually sparkle.

I want to see those eyes sparkle. Please just for me?

Just once.

Your strong scent is wafting on the breeze.

You'll catch your death if you don't get out of here.

You can leave; I don't mind.

All though… it aches furiously seeing you in this state.

What's wrong with me?

Could you explain to me why you're so sad?

I can keep a secret.

Why do you weep and wail so terribly?

What's wrong? Please tell me!

I can't stand seeing you like this. Please stop it.

I think we're strangers…

But I don't know.

What's going on?

I feel empty like there's a big hole swallowing me up.

I feel like I should say goodbye to you.

But I couldn't not with you still here sobbing, tears leaking into the ground below.

I just want…I didn't want this.

I'm sorry. Let me futilely try and brush away those tears again.

I think I'm crying, too.

Please go home.

A memory maybe? A dream maybe? It's surfacing.

Are these tears for me? Why do you cry for me, stranger?

Please stop your crying.

It throbs painfully when you cry like that, with all your soul.

Even if you cry with all your heart, it won't change anything.

But know this…"Even if you feel sad, I want you to remember this. I want you to remember that I will always love you."

He looks up for this brief moment as if he hears, and he smiles his heart-breaking smile. He lets out a horrible laugh. "I know," he says and then the sky fades away and the trees blend together. The ground disappears, and I feel one last thing.

A gut-wrenching sorrow.

Am I dead? I wonder briefly as everything rushes by me.

Suddenly, I'm being shaken away.

"Geeze, Arthur! You sleep like the dead," a familiar voice jokes pulling me into a warm embrace.

I sit up and return the embrace. We're in a field or a forest. Maybe a city. I don't know it all looks the same.

"Ar-Arthur, why are you crying?" he asks startled.

"Al. Alfred. Love. Darling." The words run together and I choke on them.

"Hey! Hey! Shush now. It's alright now. Hey, even if you're feeling sad remember that I still love you. So you don't have to be sad anymore."

A scream is torn out of my throat.

I'm dead.

In one place a heart yearns desperately.

In another a heart waits impatiently.

Even in death, I still love you. Even though you're sad, I'm still here. I still love you.

That doesn't just go away.

When you're sad, keep living in knowing that one day everyone is together again.

Even if you feel sad, don't cry for me because one day I'll see you again.

And hey, remember that I love you, idiot!