A/N: 9/50 of the 50Shuffle Challenge - 'Wake Up and Smell the Coffee' by The Cranberries. This is meant to be a Siremus fic but I guess you could liken it to most pairings and general relationships in some way.
Listen to my heart; hear its sick, masochistic beat. Listen to it as it waits for you; longs for you; wishes for you every minute of every long and painful day. Listen to it as it waits for you to wake up and realise that I am perfect. I'm yours forever.
No-one will ever love you as much as I do, least of all her.
She is nothing compared to you Remy. She doesn't have eyes as alive as yours; she doesn't have your compassion nor your brainpower and she doesn't share your interests.
She's a fake who will never appreciate you.
She doesn't smile when she hears your laugh. Her heart doesn't beat a frantic love song every time you enter a room nor does it break every time that you leave.
You deserve to be with someone real, someone who can give you everything. I may not have much, but all of it, everything I own, every fibre of my soul, mind and heart belongs to you.
My life already revolves around you. Every night I fall asleep thinking of you, knowing that I'll dream of your face, your touch; a night of subconsciously living in a world where I can hold you and call you my own makes waking up every morning to this world, so cold and callous, bearable.
The only thing that gives me strength is the hoping that one day you'll wake up and notice me watching you...
You'll realise that I'm good enough for you; I'm everything you have always wanted...
A/N: This was kind of a spur of the moment thing that I wrote at 2 in the morning. I haven't really read it through completely as I'm half asleep but aside from the bad writing and the terrible length, this comes from the heart.