--- My longest and saddest drabble yet. Song is Goodbye My Lover by James Blunt. I thought it was perfect for Ed and Winry. ---
19. Goodbye My Lover.
And I love you, I swear that's true… I cannot live without you.
In the soft light of a single lamp, a pretty blonde sat in the middle of her living room floor. Scattered all around her were pictures, all different yet the same. Different because of the changing scenes and added people; the same because of the boy who was in all of the pictures.
Her pale fingers brushed this boy, who was grinning in the arms of his mother, along with his younger brother. Even as the blonde smiled, remembering that day, a tear fell from one of her blue eyes and down her cheek.
Next she picked up another, more recent, picture. The boy was older and handsomer. His grin was gone. It was replaced by a small, sad, and closed off smile that didn't reach his golden eyes. His brother's easy smile was replaced by the blank stare of an empty suit of armor.
"Winry?"
The blonde jumped, then turned around to see the boy's brother standing in the doorframe, minus the armor. "Oh, Al," She said, standing up hastily and wiping her eyes. "I'm sorry, did I wake you?"
He shook his head. "No, I couldn't sleep." He looked around at all the pictures.. "And neither could you, right?"
Winry shrugged sadly; there was no point in denying it. Al came up to her and opened his arms. Winry didn't hesitate to step into them. "I know." He said quietly, hugging her tightly. "I miss him too."
Winry could only nod, afraid if she spoke she would cry and cry and never be able to stop. She let Al lead her to her room, tuck her into her bed, and say goodnight.
She curled up into a tight ball on her side, staring blankly at the clear starry sky.
"Goodbye, Ed…" she whispered brokenly. "I love you."
Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend. You have been the one; you have been the one for me.