This world is fading away. I clench my eyes shut against the pain, and it is your face that I see through the darkness. Your voice ringing in my ears, over my own ragged breathing. I wish you were here with me, to hold my hand. To push the hair out of my eyes and tell me that it's going to be ok, that someone will come.
But you're not, and no one will.
Your eyes were sparkling with hope, your cheeks flushed.
"I love you."
My stomach was twisted in knots. I bit my lip and looked down at our joined hands.
"You shouldn't."
The warm smile on your face faltered. "Why not?"
"Because I don't love you."
The silence in the room was suffocating. Without looking back, I rose and walked out.
After that, you wouldn't even look at me. You pretended that it had never happened. And so did I.
My head is spinning. Whether from loss of blood or something else, I don't know. God, I wish it would just end already. There is nothing holding me here anymore.
I saw you again a few years later. You looked just as I remembered.
"Um, hello."
Your face was impassive, and you were looking at me with a sort of cool appraisal.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine."
Fine. You were fine. "Good. So am I."
"Good."
There were a few moments of silence before you glanced at your watch. "I really have to be going."
"Yeah...I'd better be on my way as well."
You simply nodded, and then you were gone.
I can't seem to stop coughing, and it is rather painful. There is a sharp pain throbbing in my side. And on top of everything, I think I am crying. Of course, it could be blood. I'm not sure anymore.
I was there the day they put you in the ground. It was raining hard that day, the sky was almost black.
I tossed a single white rose onto the top of your casket just before it disappeared under a shovelful of dirt.
"Goodbye."
I swallowed hard, fighting tears, and whispered, "I love you."
But you couldn't hear me.
There is a light in front of my eyes. My breathing is slowing. If this is it, I'm ready. To be taken away from this.
Maybe you are waiting.
*~*fin*~*
Author's Notes:
I wrote this story while listening to "Ghost Of A Good Thing" by Dashboard Confessional. I didn't really have any characters in mind, and really I claim this as both a fanfic and an original piece. Reviews are good for the soul. *wink wink* *nudge nudge*
