Goodbye-

by The Goddess Of Imaginary Life (or Elsy)

This is a one shot. It can be used on any two characters. Daine to Numair. George to Alanna. Rosethorn to Crane (grins devilishly) I don't know if you'll feel anything but sometimes sad fics make me cry. Albeit, this one didn't make me cry. Please be nice in your reviews. Please review. I warn you though, it's a little repetitive. And the brackets are not A/N's. A lot of it is left to the imagination and since most of you all write, you have imaginations.

Disclaimer: Ha! Because there are no characters I can say I own this. YAY! But, just in case, please don't sue me. If I had a cent to my name I'd go on the Orchestra tour to New Zealand next year.

You always told me not to cry over you. Well, let me tell you, It's gods-cursed hard not to!

I'll really miss you. The rain thundering down on the roof above is bringing so much pain. There are so many memories of us in the rain: Complaining about it, Sheltering in caves and then ending up making love.

But it could get worse. The sun could be shining. There are even more memories in the sun.

I want to cry. You always let me cry. I would be ashamed yet you always held me tight and would even cry with me. Then you'd kiss me. And we'd get carried away. But at least we weren't wallowing in grief.

It's always sad, having to say goodbye. You never said that word. You always said death was just another journey, another road we'd all have to take. But, for me, the living road will be so long and painful without you.

Tears are in my eyes, begging for release.

I miss you. Gods, I miss you so much! Why? Why you? Why my only love? You didn't deserve this.

How will I live without you? You were everything to me. You were all I needed. A friend, a family, a lover. I was never alone with you. I was never inferior. All I want is you back with me.

Goodbye is for so long. So long without you. So long without your face, shining into my dreams. I want to laugh again. I loved your laugh.

You were the reason I got up each morning, the one I dreamed of at night.

And our children? They'll grow up without you. Who will help teach them the wonders and beauties of this world? They'll always be missing a piece of them.

My heart is broken; shattered to a trillion pieces (I don't know any number larger. But if I did, it would be that many pieces). Even if it could be put back together (which even Mithros would tell you was impossible) pieces of me would be missing. You hold most of my heart. You held it in the palm of your hand.

I finally feel tears running down my face. They shatter on the cold stone below. I don't bother making the effort to wipe them, or stem the flow. It would be like trying to dam a waterfall with a twig. Now I can't stop. Sobs wrack my body and I fall to my knees and bury my head in my hands. There is no-one to wrap their arms around me. It's as if I am hoping that if I cry long enough, hard enough I'll bring you back. But, with you gone, hope is a foreign language.

I don't want to say goodbye. But I have to. I think of the last time I saw you. You were smiling. Even in death, the thought of you makes me tingle.

"Goodbye." I whisper. There, I said it…

(Silence. Cough) what did you think?