As we fall together, I want you to know that I love you. I've loved you the moment I stared into your beautiful gray eyes. I wanted to be with you for eternity, just us as lovers. I wanted to keep living and loving with you, but I knew that it was foolish thinking to hope for such a thing.
We are falling, hand in hand, down the path of our own destruction. A path that will surely lead to the end of all life as we know it. I wish it was all a lie, but I know better.
Even if we are falling down that path, I know that we will always be together in both heart and soul. After all...we love each other, right? I mean...I really wish I got to fuck you at least once before I died, dammit!
Oh, wait...I just ruined the whole seriousness of the situation...
A/N: By the way, this is supposed to be like Jean thinking as she dies in Clare's arms.
