a/n: One year since "The Reichenbach Fall" and John Watson is leaving Baker Street.
Anderson is bemused at the anniversary.
Sherlock and friends do not belong to me.
Thanks to thedragonaunt for help and encouragement.
Moving On 8
A year had passed
So quickly
Since that fatal
Roof top fall.
He could not understand
Why colleagues
Noticed it at all.
Lestrade had put aside
His growing paperwork
To speak;
And even Sally
Paused to mourn
That puzzle-solving freak.
That interfering
Psychopathic thorn
Had pricked his side;
His own relief
At losing that
Had never been denied.
~0~
He, all too well, remembered
The embarrassment
And shame
Of words which had
Diminished him;
A freak's
Malicious game.
His brief affair,
His competence,
Demands to face the wall;
No back up
From his boss,
In fact,
No sympathy at all.
~0~
It wasn't that he'd wished
That irritating man
Was dead;
Enough,
If he had simply
Stayed away from him
Instead.
His death
Had reinforced
His prime position;
Most unfair,
That somehow
Fate and circumstance
Meant Sherlock
Was still there.
~0~
He sighed,
And realised
That thorn
Had not completely gone.
It wasn't quite so easy
To forget him
And move on.
~0~