A/N: Hey everyone, this is my very first Resident Evil fic. I hope you like it. Reviews are always appreciated, they make me happy. Flames will be ignored and deleted. This one-shot is in first person, and names aren't revealed. But it's really not that hard to figure out who is speaking.

Enjoy:D

Disclaimer: Resident Evil doesn't belong to me. The words in italics are from the song "Honey" by Bonnie McKee.

Can't Let Go

Memories haunting my evenings

Eyes watching me through the moon…

Why can't I let you go? I lie awake every night thinking about you. Wondering where and how you are. If you're still alive….or if you're dead (God forbid).

I hope my good days aren't over

Not so soon….

I see you in everything that I do, everywhere that I go. I turn around and see your face, I close my eyes trying hard to forget, how you left me here alone.

I never have seen an angel

I gave up watching the sky.

I'm not the only one who wonders when you're coming home, she asks me almost everyday, and I always have to say: "Soon, Sherry. He's coming home soon." But she never seems satisfied with my answer. I can't say that I blame her. You promised her you'd be there for her. And now when she needs you the most, you're not here. I've tried countless times to be the one she can turn to, but we're just not as close as we used to be. Ever since you left, she's been more withdrawn, tainted by the past, worrying about the future. As I have been—still am.

Someday I'll go for the glory

I'll conquer everyone's fears

And for once the ending of the story

Won't be tears

I still remember the night you told me you were leaving; it's still painfully fresh in my memory. How I stood there in shock, listening as you told me about your new assignment. You stopped, waiting patiently for a response. The walls of my room seemed to be closing in on me as my small fragile world began to crumble, it felt as thoughthe ground beneath me had opened up and was about to swallow me whole. I gazed up into those beautiful baby blues, and told you how happy I was for you. From what I could tell, you were surprised by my reaction. What? Where you expecting a full-blown explosion of anger and hurt? Sorry, that's not my style. I'm not really one to wear my heart on my sleeve.

I was alone

I was broken

I needed someone to love.

Sometimes when I'm alone, I find myself waiting by the phone. Waiting for your call, waiting to hear your voice, some sign to let me know thatyou're alright. But frankly, it seems like that's all I ever do. And to tell you the truth, nothings worse than the waiting.

So can you please tell me why? Why can't I let you go, Leon?

I still see you when my eyes are closed

Tell me why,

'Can't let go.

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