They'll say it was love.

They'll say it was a cliche, a failed attempt, a hopeless gesture towards a lost cause. The afterlife is a concept, he said, a personalized theory that makes people feel more comfortable about their deaths.

They had a theory that made them feel more comfortable about their lives.

All those feelings, those yesterday's feelings will all be lost in time.

She can feel him fade away softly, nebulous remnants of his voice plaguing her, she remains. She'd always thought they would die together, and she selfishly wishes now that they could have met a less timely fate.

Not that she's dead, but life as love lost is life without love.

I am taking you with me, where we can contemplate our chemistry.

Build me a life, build me a love, build me meaning on which I can stand, and breathe, and smile. Take me somewhere far away, but is it even possible to get far enough? Is there anywhere where this is right?

Here, where we stand, it feels right.

I'm still here, all that's left of yesterday.

She knows how it felt, once long ago. To be seconds to late, to feel that impossible, gravitational pull towards that blood that has become your magnetic attraction. Hide, run, close your eyes, go back.

There is no foreign element to this. She can't go back for him.

From yesterday, it calls him, but he doesn't want to read the message.

Tell her again, make it clear, it's time to say I told you so. We saw this coming, she had it coming, who didn't feel this coming all along?

Hide, run, close your eyes, go back.

She can't go back.

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Get ready for a long note here, guys. I've got some explaining to do.

Alright, so, basically, here's the deal. My friend and I started doing a '100 theme challenge' for art, where we have 100 prompts listed for us to complete. I decided that I'd do the same for writing. The catch? You guys can give me prompts. I don't have them set out yet, so I'd love some suggestions from all of you.

What's a valid prompt? Anything, basically. Chapter one's prompt was Romeo and Juliet, this chapter's, I decided, would be lost love.

The italics are song lyrics from, respectively, Skyway Avenue, Yesterday's Feelings, Drop Out, Hello, and From Yesterday. The bands, in that order: We The Kings, The Used, Jack's Mannequin, Evanescence, 30 Seconds to Mars.

And I think that some of the previous reviews brought up some good points, so I'm answering them here:

Evie: Aha! The medical information, if anyone was wondering, is something that I looked up after hearing from the show Monk that real doctors don't take pulses with their thumbs. The info is not from House, MD!

Andaere: :D To be completely irrelevant, Robert Sean Leonard was in Much Ado About Nothing!

MidnightRainbow: Both of the quotes were from the play Romeo and Juliet; the first was said by Montague about Romeo, the second by Romeo about love :)

Liris: Yep, this is post TTP, I probably should have said something. Thanks!

Thanks also to everyone else who reviewed - wow, ten reviews. "What kind of selfish jerk wouldn't take advantage of that fact?" Props if you know where that quote's from ;)