I wanna thank LmnMrangPie for the idea for a sequel.
Disclaimer: Roswell is offically owned by Spicy-Chica (heeheehehe) ::see the men is white coats comeing toward her:: NO!!!! YOU CAN'T HAVE MY ROSWELL!!!!!!!
I'm dying...
Not physically, but emotionally.
Slowly, painfully, I am truly dying.
Oh God, the look on his face, when he saw Kyle and I, I wanted to tell him the truth right then and there. But I couldn't, I have to let him believe that I was unfaithful, that he is means nothing to me.Thought the actual truth is that he means everything to me, he's my entire world.
I can't breath, this pain in my heart is too much for me to handle, haven't we been throught enough!? Why can't I just be with the man I love, why is the fate of the entire world resting on my shoulders?
Seeing Max 14 years older, finding out that we were married, happy, together, then haveing a part of destroying that perfect life. Our love caused the worlds end, our love killed Michael and Isabel.
I've always believed that the love Max and I share would be enought go stop his destiny, I obviously was proven wrong by none other than Max himself.
I really don't know how to put all these emotions I'm feeling into words. I've lost my life line, my savior, my entire world revolves around him and always will.
In one heartbreaking night I have destroyed my future and Max's present, Max will probably move on to his destiny with Tess, all the while thinking that I've betrayed him
I on the other hand will always have the knowledge of what could have been, that I'm suppose to be married to the love of my life. I will never be able to be with anyone else.
My brain tells me that it's all for the best, that it wouldn't have worked out anyways, I'm lucky to be able to get out while I can.
I can't listen to my brain thought.
I love him
I will NEVER stop loving Max Evans.
But what does that matter? Like I said before......I'm emotionally dying.
AN: Sad?........Stupid?........Stinks?
R&R
Disclaimer: Roswell is offically owned by Spicy-Chica (heeheehehe) ::see the men is white coats comeing toward her:: NO!!!! YOU CAN'T HAVE MY ROSWELL!!!!!!!
I'm dying...
Not physically, but emotionally.
Slowly, painfully, I am truly dying.
Oh God, the look on his face, when he saw Kyle and I, I wanted to tell him the truth right then and there. But I couldn't, I have to let him believe that I was unfaithful, that he is means nothing to me.Thought the actual truth is that he means everything to me, he's my entire world.
I can't breath, this pain in my heart is too much for me to handle, haven't we been throught enough!? Why can't I just be with the man I love, why is the fate of the entire world resting on my shoulders?
Seeing Max 14 years older, finding out that we were married, happy, together, then haveing a part of destroying that perfect life. Our love caused the worlds end, our love killed Michael and Isabel.
I've always believed that the love Max and I share would be enought go stop his destiny, I obviously was proven wrong by none other than Max himself.
I really don't know how to put all these emotions I'm feeling into words. I've lost my life line, my savior, my entire world revolves around him and always will.
In one heartbreaking night I have destroyed my future and Max's present, Max will probably move on to his destiny with Tess, all the while thinking that I've betrayed him
I on the other hand will always have the knowledge of what could have been, that I'm suppose to be married to the love of my life. I will never be able to be with anyone else.
My brain tells me that it's all for the best, that it wouldn't have worked out anyways, I'm lucky to be able to get out while I can.
I can't listen to my brain thought.
I love him
I will NEVER stop loving Max Evans.
But what does that matter? Like I said before......I'm emotionally dying.
AN: Sad?........Stupid?........Stinks?
R&R