Memorial - SN fic - PG
Nov. 5th, 2006 01:20 amFandom: "Supernatural"
Disclaimer: not my characters. just for fun.
Warnings: sometime in the future
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 200
Point of view: second
You bury him at dawn. It’s only right. And no matter how chick-flicky it is, you wish you’d told him how much light he shone into your life.
He’d hate you for shoving him into the ground, but you don’t have it in you to burn him. Too much has been consumed by flames, and you won’t let the fire claim him, too.
Maybe he’ll haunt you. You wish he would, wish he’d never let you alone. In life, you never appreciated him, took him for granted. But now…
Now, you know exactly what was stolen from you when his heart failed.
You bury him at dawn and watch the light crawl across the world. You do not cry, can’t—he wouldn’t want your tears. Later, alone in a motel room, perhaps in the shower with scalding water burning your shoulders, when there’s no one to stitch your wounds and calm you after vision/nightmares, when no one makes inappropriate jokes or calls you Bitch—then you will cry.
But at his grave, unmarked and lonely, your eyes are dry.
The sun bathes the world with warmth, but you shiver.
He’d hate you for this.
Maybe he’ll haunt you.
You hope.
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Date: 2006-11-05 04:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-11-05 05:09 pm (UTC)