Please

"Hey,"

Long pause. "Hi,"

I fidget, hands in my hair, clasped together uselessly, playing with my jaw and the back of my neck and then finally resting in the pockets of my coat. Almost comforting in such a somber silence.

"How's it going?" The railing is rickety and ready to fall apart, but I sit on it anyway. It creaks under our combined weight and I grimace unattractively.

"Fine." A shrug. We both know "fine" isn't really what's meant, but neither of us says anything.

"Oh," My mouth tastes of blood and I try to remember why I'm here. I must repeat it to myself. Musn't get lost in the eyes, blue like the sky and deep enough to drown in. "Look, about last night-"

"Forget about it." I'm next to invisible, not even glanced at. "It's alright."

"No, it's-" A sigh escapes my cold, cold lips. "You can't just pretend it didn't happen. I mean, it's not healthy."

"You would know."

"Maybe," The eyes are like cynical orbs. I wish they'd turn towards me. "Why won't you look at me?"

"Because,"

"It's too painful" is left unsaid, left hanging heavy in the air.

"I'm sorry," I say it with the weight of a million apologies, but it's too late now. We both know it. "About last night. About what happened. About everything."

"Don't worry about it." A candy white cigarette is placed between swollen lips, crimson with blood that won't wash away. Lips that promise the apocalypse and beg for salvation. It's left unlit, nothing more than solace for something lost and gone with the pitiless wind. "It's over now."

"Over," I repeat, like a mantra for the fallen. A sweet incantation for the dead. "Not over, not really. Not for you anyway."

"It's all my fault," Crystal cool water leaks from an ocean of blue but pride hides it away. A memory seeping out from a locked box, sealed so tight it can't remain still.

"Please don't cry." I can't help but wish we'd never met. This is all my fault.

"I'm not." The voice lies but I don't push it.

"I love you," I say, somehwhere between a whisper and a scream.

"Are you leaving?" The tears have stopped but they remain clutching to pale cheeks. Acknowleding them could rip everything apart.

"Yes," The scream's left my voice now.

"I love you too." Empty words escaping a broken throat.

"I know." And I fade into nothing.

A/N: Another random short story I found in my notebook...it was better until I added to it...but it wasn't done so it had to happen. Sorry.

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