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"I am lost. I am vain. I will never be the same without you."
The crystalline droplets descended in an endless rhythm, soaking anything and everything that came between them and solid ground. Whether it was the tops of trees, the petals of flowers, the marble of a gravestone, or the hair of a mourner, the drops didn't care; they just kept coming, completely unaware of the hole in the world left by the departure of a certain soul.
He knew, though.
Oh yes, he knew.
He was all too aware of how the rain fell on, apathetic to his misery. He knew all too well that time ticked on, that life moved forward, despite the fact that his own time, his own life was at a standstill. Her sands had run out, but his continued to fall forward in a merciless rhythm that challenged those endless globes of precipitation.
She was his friend, his partner, the companion to his cool and the gravity in his world. Now that she was gone, he was just floating along aimlessly without any ground to stand on- without anything to tether him to reality.
Or to sanity.
Her absence had awakened in him a violent beast that ate away at his heart, his mind, his soul. With each sorrowful droplet that fell, his very being was more and more consumed with this thick shadow that he could not dispel. He stood before a granite marker, frowning deeply at the name carved into the dismal gray. With his head bent forward and his hands in his pockets, he allowed his own moisture to blend with that of the sky.
All of a sudden, as if a switch had been flipped in his mind, his pained scowl transformed into a distorted grin, and he lifted his head, showing his set of sharp teeth to the stone which read:
"Maka Albarn: Beloved Daughter, Brilliant Student, Loving Friend, and Devoted Partner."
"Thanks for everything, Babe." He muttered to the engraving, suddenly sobering. "You were the greatest partner I could ask for." He stifled a sob. "But I can't win this fight without you," He choked out.
And with that, the last bits of his mind were submerged in the dark substance within his corrupted soul.
"I've lost my heart; I've lost my mind without you."
"Without You" by Gavin DeGraw