Miserable at Best, a bones fanfic

A/N: this is pretty sad. i just discovered this song and i thought it would fit this. it's kinda sad. i promise to update Trapped In My Tower soon, but this is just a sad fic to occupy you guys!

Katie, don't cry, I know
You're trying your hardest
And the hardest part is letting go
Of the nights we shared
Ocala is calling and you know it's haunting
But compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright
And when we look to the sky, it's not mine, but I want it so

A single tear rolled down his cheek, but he pushed it away. She was happy. She should be. That's all that mattered. She needed this. She needed it.

Let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there)
You're probably hanging out and making eyes
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes

She met him three days ago. They were already happy, perfect, it was meant to be. But still, he couldn't help but wonder what he did wrong. Why couldn't it be him with her? What was wrong with him? Her father encouraged it; but it was her choice, and she had made it.

Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best

He wanted her, he loved her, he deserved her. And yet she was not his. He would go on, he could live, but it would crush him. The tears rolled faster, and he buried his head into his pillow. Crushing sobs wracked his body as he lay there. He felt like she had ripped his soul out and stomped on it. Her voice even echoed in his head, It would be impossible to rip out someone's soul because a soul is really just- but he silenced the soft melody. It was too much.

You're all that I hoped I'd find
In every single way
And everything I could give
Is everything you couldn't take
Cause nothing feels like home, you're a thousand miles away
And the hardest part of living
Is just taking breaths to stay

He had to accept her choice. He had to allow her to choose what she wanted. Because it was her choice. Not his. She didn't want him.

Because I know I'm good for something
I just haven't found it yet
But I need it

He was a horrible person. She thought he was a loser. His brother once again outshined him, and she chose the logical solution and chose the more successful brother.

So let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there)
You're probably hanging out and making eyes
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes

And the party. He took her to the party. Why did it have to be his brother? God was torturing him. It wouldn't be as bad if it was someone else. But his brother.

He closed his eyes as a new wave of sobs overcame him. He couldn't stand it. She was gone. He thought for sure that he'd get her one day; one day they'd admit their love for each other. But it wouldn't happen now.

Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best

Ladada ladada ladadaoh ohhh

And this will be the first time in a week
That I'll talk to you
And I can't speak
It's been three whole days since I've had sleep
Because I dream of his lips on your cheek
And I got the point that I should leave you alone
But we both know that I'm not that strong
And I miss the lips that made me fly

She doesn't want me. She wants him. He couldn't sleep, he couldn't eat, he couldn't live without her. He never even got the chance to tell her how he loves her. And the kiss at Christmas – he felt like he was soaring, he never wanted it to end, but now the kiss was but a dream – no, a dream of a dream.

He couldn't win now. This was the end. That was it. Tomorrow would be a new day, but nothing would be erased. He couldn't stand it, he couldn't go on, but he had to. For his son, if no one else. He would do it. He would keep living. He would keep loving her. But the truth of the matter was that she was gone, and he was left alone, waiting for someone that would never come.

Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable
And I can live without you
But without you I'll be miserable
And I can live without you
Oh, without you I'll be miserable at best