A/N: This could go to any of my fandoms. I don't know whose POV it is.
~LINE BREAK OF AWESOMENESS~
I stare down the street, looking for the shape I know won't be waiting for me.
It hasn't even been all that long, but I still feel the grief, running down my face in the form of hot tears. Even if I hadn't lost anyone I knew personally, this would still hurt.
It hurts for everyone who doesn't know about the battle, or fight and refight it every day of their lives. It hurts for all of the faces without names that were lost, and that we'll never know them all. It hurts for everyone we did know that we lost.
It hurts that we almost failed. Until the day we die, we'll think about the choices we made, the prices we paid, the suffering we went through, and wonder if it made a difference.
What if I'd done something even slightly different? If I'd put my foot down in a different spot, blinked my eyes at a different time, shifted my weight at just the right moment- would that have changed the outcome?
Would it have kept you alive?
I know it's dumb to think about what might have been, but sometimes…
Sometimes I remember everything we saw, and everything you'll never see.
Sometimes I remember everything you were, and everything we'll never be.
Sometimes I remember the pain in your eyes on the last day, the pain no one but me got to see.
Sometimes I remember that there was nothing I could do, and it hurts it hurts it hurts like I never thought anything could, but there you are. Sometimes to stand you have to bow; sometimes to breathe you have to break; sometimes to live you have to fall; sometimes, to survive, you have to fade away.
I made my choices, and you made yours. Would any change have kept you here by my side?
Maybe not. And I guess I've come to peace with that.
~LINE BREAK OF AWESOMENESS~
I HAVE NO CLUE HOW THIS HAPPENED, OKAY? IT JUST DID.
Hopefully this is worthy of your reading it.
YAYS THREE FICS IN ONE DAY
-Beth M