Author's note : Hello world ! (Or the few people that read my fic anyway ; but "world" sounded better.) Someone asked if I could do another chapter because John just couldn't stop waiting like that and... I swear to god, I thought I'd give it a try, but... I kinda got lost on the way to doing that and this... well it kinda sorta happened and it's definitely not the happy ending you wished for. And I'm very sorry. But I did want to do this. So it's also my fault. Anyway, I hope you still like it.
(Also, since I don't know how to just skip a line in here - yes, I'm that brilliant - I separated the paragraphs of the poem with those big lines I usually use to separate different moments of a story. Just so it's clearer when you read it.)
Goodbye to the One I once knew : Last Letter to John Watson - A poem by Sherlock Holmes. (Unsent letter n°1221)
I once was a broken boy
Watching as others destroyed
The very life I was given
I once was a lonely man
Hiding behind a wall of pride
My human heart forgotten
Then I met you, soul in pain
Trying to ignore life is vain
Your body cried, and you stood still
Defying fate with all your will
You took my heart within your hands
Healing without even trying
You made me a human again
When this part of me was dying
I didn't love you for the things you said
Nor for the ones you didn't
I loved you for the way you saw
What anyone else still doesn't know
Broken boy, I am once more
Destroyed deeper than ever before
It's all still here, the life I once new
Lost under the pain of losing you
You made me angel from demon
Every single bit of you, John
Is all it takes
I once said heroes don't exist
You can add that to the list
Of my mistakes.