My Savior is With Me

Murrue Ramius cried that night. Her face was damp with tears as they flowed down her face. Mwu was gone from her. His body was never recovered and she is lost in her mind. The tears kept streaming down her face as she realized how alone she was. No one was there to comfort her. No one to love her. No one to give her a hug when she's feeling lonesome. Mwu was gone from her, and she couldn't stop weeping.

It was a regular old bed now. A plain old room filled with lost memories in a void. Where once happiness and joy frolicked sorrow and misery remained. They say love hurts, but who could've known that it hurt this much.

The war was over, but deep inside Murrue's heart she knew that a war had begun in her mind. No longer was life worth it anymore without the man to keep you smiling. He was gone from her, and no one was there to cheer her up.

Murrue walked across to the bridge, face still damp with tears. Athrun and Cagalli came out and tried to cheer her up, but to no avail. Murrue was lost in the dark corner of her mind; never to come out again.

The first cut is always the deepest. The red liquid flowed from Murrue's arms as she tried to let the pain out. She didn't care anymore. As long as there was someway to ease the pain on the inside; scars were your friends. More blood seeped out of the open wound, and Murrue lay back on her bed, crying until her eyes were bloodshot and hurt due to the lack of water. She didn't care anymore. What was life without him…

Time passed, though the pain did not go away. Murrue still cried at night, and everyday more scars appeared on her arms. Her life was at an end without Mwu. She rummaged through her desk and pulled out the 6-inch.

The knife was above her chest, and this time she felt nothing would stop her from ending it this time. Her eyes began to water, but she didn't cry. She knew that it would end right when the knife came down. No more memories to torment her with. No more thoughts to stop her from sleeping. And best of all, she'd be with him.

The knife gradually came down upon Murrue's chest. Then, she yanked it back, and cursed her self for thinking this. In her anger, she bumped her head on the desk, and another knife came down upon her.

It was like watching a slowed movie. Murrue could see the knife falling toward her, though it seemed like five-ten minutes when the point touched her chest. The knife cut her, though she did not bleed.

A man was standing over her, holding the knife. He smiled at her, and she smiled back. He had wavy blonde hair and blue eyes to match, and Murrue felt her sorrow melt away. She stood up, and looked at her savior in the eye. They both hugged, and cried with joy, as the couple was finally reunited.

Mwu looked at Murrue after kissing her. She was more beautiful then ever, and her hair flowed down her body like the river on a mountainside. They were finally together again.

Murrue Ramius died that night. Her body was found lying on the bed with a look of happiness on her face. No one ever found out why or how she died, though it is said that if you looked closely in her bedroom, you can still see them holding each other with a single tear running down Murrue's face.