Title: Through His Eyes
Character POV: Jimmy
Genre: Angst
I watch her,
Her,
Rachel Moore,
Crying.
I watched her shed tears for me,
And I can't do a damn thing.
All I could do was watch,
Through his eyes,
Conan's eyes.
I had to play the child,
Play like I didn't understand.
It hurt me to,
Because I wanted more than anything,
To let her know.
That I was there.
That I was there with her,
Standing by her side,
Watching out for her,
Even if she doesn't know it,
Through Conan's eyes.
But I can't,
I have to play innocent,
For her sake,
As well as mine.
It's so hard,
Watching her cry,
Watching her lose sleep,
Wondering about me.
It's almost to much for us to bare.
All I can do,
Is comfort her as a child,
And not let on all I really know,
I can't even bring up old memories,
To see her laugh and smile.
I don't want to say,
That Conan will always be by her side.
Because that's just another lie,
To add to the ongoing list.
When I get my old body back,
He'll be gone for good.
Never to return.
I can't even talk to her,
As I want to.
Even when calling her,
Using my real voice.
I have to be careful what I say.
Not to let on I already know,
What she's been up to since I last called.
Not to let her know,
Why I'm not there for her,
In the form she wants me to be.
Damn the machines,
Damn KID,
Damn Harley,
Damn the whole Black Org,
Damn everything that ties me to Conan.
Damn it all to Hell,
Except her.
Her sad sweet smile.
Damn myself for causing her this pain.
Even when I do get my body back,
I can never erase what I've done,
I've spied on her,
Lied to her,
Listened to her secrets,
Everything I'm not supposed to know yet,
And it was done,
By looking through Conan,
Through his eyes.