So this songfic is based off of Taylor Swift's song "Last Kiss." This probably isn't my best work since I haven't really written sad fics, so I'm open to critism, advice and/or suggestions. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Annabeth, Percy or the song "Last Kiss"

"Never thought we'd have a last kiss

Never imagined we'd end like this..."

-Taylor Swift

I still remember his face.

The expression on his face: it wasn't pain, even as he was dying. Sorrow was what filled those green eyes I loved so much. And as he drifted away, he whispered to me the three words that broke my heart.

I love you.

It wasn't that I didn't love him back. The fact is, those were his dying words. As he left me, leaving the world.

Why did you have to go away?

It was raining as he died, like Zeus knew what was happening. The pavement was damp, but I kneeled there, next to him. Rain soaked my clothes and mingled in with the tears that were pouring down my face as I lost my true love. Our hands were joined on his chest. I felt as his heartbeat slowed down to a complete stop.

I still have all of his clothes, left in the drawers and closets of our apartment. They smell like him.

His name, the one forever on my lips.

He was always the life of the party. I never danced, but for him I did. It was like I couldn't resist him. The swing in his step as he paraded around still echoes around my house from time to time.

When he met my father as my boyfriend, he wasn't nervous. He shook my father's hand with ease, pulling the hand out of his pocket, where they always were shoved in.

Pictures of him litter my shelves. From camp to a month before he died. His mother gave me baby pictures of him. I can recount his entire life through the photos I have. Our old camp friends still come around, acting like nothing bad happened. But I know they only do that to ease the pain off of me. Their effort is sweet, but the pain strikes me every day.

As I walk down that dirt path now, tears drip down my face. When I reach my destination, I am full-out sobbing. I kneel next to the headstone, placing the single rose I hold on top of where he lays down. Then I touch the words engraved in the stone tenderly.

Percy Jackson

August 18, 1995-July 9, 2013

"For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one."

I don't know exactly where the quote came from. I was in too much pain and grief to order his headstone. But I know it says something about the sea, which is all he ever wanted.

I bow my head a silently let the tears run dry.

I never thought we'd have a last kiss.