Shattered
AN. A short sad Matt/Jen sappy sad fic... enjoy... btw stop reading now and get a box of tissues...
There are times in your life when you can't control everything that happens, for instance, Love, or who you FALL in love WITH. That's something that you can't control, no matter how hard you try. You always find out the hard way when you fall in love with someone, but you never truly know when you FALL head over heals in love with someone. That's usually something that happens out of the blue, something that you only finally come to admit when it's too late.
I now know that for a fact.
Everything had been perfect, then in a single moment, everything had been torn from me, smashed, shattered, leaving nothing but emptiness.
They told me I was lucky.
They told me I was lucky to have been there, to have had those last few precious moments with her. Some people didn't even have that, they reminded me.
That was no comfort.
I had lost the woman I woke up to in the morning, the woman to whom I told everything, the woman with whom I'd been re-discovering life. Except life ended, didn't it? A single golden thread cut short by a swift, cruel blade.
But the pain had settled over the past year to a persistent ache, a gaping hole that at times threatened to consume me.
Standing before her grave, this was one of those times.
Behind closed eyes, I let myself remember her smile, her laugh, her kiss, the bright intelligence in soft hazel eyes. I could almost hear her chastising me for not putting my heart into my job, a heart that still lay in pieces in the middle of an abandoned warehouse, on cold concrete that had been washed of the blood that pooled there, a year ago.
With every life I saved, I mourned a little more for the single life I couldn't, the one that mattered. That would have to be enough.
I would keep her real, keep her remembered.
It was a promise.
End...