AN: Oh look! I've written another one! It's set after CoE so as much as I hate to say it, Ianto is dead. *wails* Yeah, it's a bit angsty, sorry about that...
I'm going to keep begging for reviews, because only having one reviewer makes me think only one person likes these, despite the people who have alerted it, and thank you for that! But seriously... my mind... it's not normal.
It's all your fault.
It's your fault I can't stand the smell of coffee anymore, let alone the taste.
It's your fault I can't look at people wearing suits the same way anymore.
It's your fault I can't flirt the way I used to.
It's your fault I keep the broken stopwatch in my drawer because it reminds me of us. Broken.
It's your fault The Hub is a mess, now you're not here there's nobody to clean it. We took you for granted and we're sorry.
It's your fault my stack of paper work gets higher everyday, you used to motive me, or even do it yourself. Again, I'm sorry.
It's your fault I can't look at myself in the mirror, I never realised how similar our eyes are, I miss looking into your unbelievable blue eyes.
And worst of all, it's your fault I'm writing all of this down, I can't ever forget you. I promised. I love you.