A/N: I've been listening to sad violin music ALL day; fair warning.

Ulcaasi- I'm sorry, did you say angst? I heard angst.

Guest- Thank you! I'm sorry but this… is not fluff :c next one!

ZedTheShadow- Thank you! C:


You never thought this would happen.

Maybe it had danced in the back of your thoughts, unnoticed; maybe he had thought of it in your stead. But even if you had, would it made this any easier? Would you have been able to hold back the tears that steamed down your face, would you have been able to keep from falling to your knees as your breath was stolen, would the grief have been any less suffocating?

No, no.

The word repeats itself over and over in your mind, a sorrow-ridden litany that feels ever so dark and heavy.

No, no, no.

You let out a cry now, unable to keep the agony inside any longer, and despite how difficult it is for you to think or to breathe, you curse yourself for not predicting this moment.

After all, no one lives forever.