I Remember, I Hope, I Cry

by Clars

just a short piece of drabble...it's what happens when i get bored lol. it's sort of like Melinda's thoughts for what's happening now... in regards to jim dying and now he's sam and ... you know the rest... read if you want...not nessecary to though

I Remember...I Hope...I Cry...

I remember when we used to laugh. I remember when you used to hold me tight. But, none of that matters now...you're gone.

You're not here with me, to cheer me up, to help me up when I'm down. I never thought the end would come...how can I live like this?

Are you okay? Where are you?

I keep waking up, thinking you're next to me. I reach out to you, and you're gone. I call your name and you don't answer, then I remember.

I remember when I met you. I remember when you smiled at me. It made me happy. Happy...it's been a while since I've felt that. I don't really remember what that's like.

I remember all of our good times and our bad. I remember your voice clearly and sometimes I swear I feel you with me. Are you here? Are you with me even though I can't see you?

My heart feels like an empty chamber. I feel like I'm dying slowly without you. Why couldn't you have stayed alive?

I hate myself for letting this happen to you. I hate you for leaving but I miss you and hope that you know I love you.

You made me whole, complete. Without you, there would be no me. Without you, I'd be nothing.

To others, you may have just been a person passing on the street but to me you were so much more. You were my love, my life. You meant more to me than you could ever know. I know that you are here with me, but I can't talk to you. Will you ever remember?

Will you ever come back to me?

I wish you'd remember...how we met; when we first kissed...it was so magical and moving. I'm never going to forget it.

I remember our fights and I hate myself for ever getting mad at you. If I had known that this was going to happen, I would have never let you go.

I wish I could have you back, just for myself and maybe that sounds selfish but I can't help it. I wish you'd remember me. You say you remember my laugh...i remember when I used to laugh...it was only with you.

Now, I don't laugh...i cry. I cry when I see your empty spot in our bed. I cry when I see your old clothes, your old things. People tell me it gets easier with time, but it just seems to get harder. When is it going to get easier? I wish I could talk to you...i wish you could be here. I would give my life to just have one more day with you. Please, I'm begging you, come back to me...please try...

sorry....it's kinda weird :S