Can't Forget You, a princess diaries fanfic

Can't Forget You

A/N: I was listening to the song while working yesterday, and realized it had awesome potential. "Can't Forget You" belongs to Gloria Estefan, not me, obviously. If you're anything like me and cry at the drop of a hat, have a tissue near by, I made myself cry with this one. As always, please R&R.

There's a part of me that dying

Every time I hear your name

There's a part of me that's trying

To bring back your love again

Mia entered her grandmother's office and found her standing at the window again. Still wishing, still hoping. After calling her name twice and getting no response, Mia deposited the papers on her desk and left in search of Charlotte, wondering if Joe was handling this any better. They had not heard from him since he left for Italy with his female companion a month ago.

There are times when I just want to run

But there's not place to hide

Even though my heart is breaking

In a million bits inside

I could make believe that none of this is true

At last, Clarisse turned from the window, and her gaze fell to the pile of paperwork that had accumulated on her desk. Not for the first, and she knew not for the last time, Clarisse wished she could take a car and drive away from it all, never to return. Her far more responsible streak won time and time again, so she stayed, turning off the pain and heartache so it was invisible to the outside world.

But I can't forget you

Can't break free

I only have myself to blame

Nothing feels the same without you, can't you see

We can find tomorrow

What we lost yesterday

But yesterday was a long time gone now, and with each passing tomorrow, the glimmer of hope that he would return grew dimmer and dimmer.

There are nights when I lay wide awake

Thinking how good it could be

There are nights I don't feel worthy

Of the love you gave to me

I remember not so long ago

We were both here to stay

But it seems it happened overnight

When I threw it all away

Sleep did not come easy. Her dreams were filled with regrets, of words he'd never heard, and promises she hadn't kept. Worse still were the memories that played over and over on the screen of her mind. Happy memories, which were even more unbearable than the memories of the fights they'd had over the years. Sometimes she even dreamed of his return, and waking up to find his pillow still empty was the hardest thing to deal with.

Hoping I can make you love me once again…

Mia and Charlotte found her reading in her room late that night. They entered, eyes red from crying, carrying a single piece of paper. A postcard from Italy, bringing the news of Joseph's death. A sudden, and mysterious heart attack.

After a long a sleepless night, Mia entered her grandmother's office and found her standing at the window.

I can't forget you…