His words haunt her

The recollection of his kiss torments her

His touch enflames her

And the absence of his arms destroys her.

He had looked so beautiful that night. She had always believed that expression to be silly, how can a man look beautiful, but he had. So beautiful that for a moment she had been afraid to touch him. Afraid that touching him would make him disappear into thin air.

Her heart had beaten wildly at the feel of his lips and after all this time, after longing and wishing for the impossible she had finally known love in his arms. However, reality had to rear its ugly head for when dawn had arrived he had left her bedside without a word.

When she had seen him walk out that door without even glancing back she had felt her heart shatter once more. In that second a part of her soul had crumbled and shriveled into the wind.

It had been two weeks since that fateful night. Two weeks of sleepless nights and pain filled days. Everything hurt so much and even breathing had become a chore. There were moments in those endless nights that she had feared for her sanity, feared that she would never be able to find the way out of the darkness that surrounded her.

And now as she stares at the glow of the moon she still wonders is she'll be able to pull it together. She shakes her head from side to side, trying unsuccessfully to eradicate the images that assail her: images that have etched themselves permanently in her soul. Images of a pair of beautiful blue eyes that are bound to haunt her forever.

Nights like these she wishes she could forget.

Nights like these she wishes that she were strong enough to expunge from her heart this love that perturbed and tormented her mind.

Nights like these she wishes that she were brave enough to let go of his memory and walk away for good.

And night like these she wishes and she hopes and the she yearns for his touch once more.

For, how can she disregard passion so strong, so beautiful and so perfect that to think of it brings tears to her eyes?

How can she overlook that for a small moment in time her greatest wish had come true?

And how can she ignore that for a miniscule second in the fabrics of time and space she had held heaven in her arms.

However, things were worse now. Now, that she knew the beauty of being held in his arms it would be hell to go back to being without him. Now it seemed all she had to look forward to was to fade back into some lifeless existence.

She didn't even know anymore if she even had a friendship to go back to. She had made such a cake out of herself that night. Truths that should have never been spoken were whispered in the heat of passion and now she had more than one right to wrong.

In her quest to grasp the one thing her heart had always cherished she had overlooked an undeniable truth. She had taken something that belonged to another woman. A woman who despite her allegations of not wanting Darien loved him just as desperately as Serena did.

Serena couldn't fool herself that much longer. She had seen the love reflected in Glory's eyes. She knew that sooner rather than later the other woman would come to her senses and seek Darien. And that's what filled Serena with dread. In the darkest corner of her heart she had always known that Glory would never let him go.

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