shanschemicalromance

He stares out at the sunrise, willing it to go back in time, reverse itself somehow. He knows, just as surely as thunder follows lightning, that when the sunrises and the new day begins, he loses all he had last night; the love of the person beside him in bed, still sleeping on. The knowledge tears at his heart, rips it open, and leaves him bleeding. He's wanted for so long, aching and screaming for years, always silently, from a distance. He wants what he never thought he could have; now knows he will never have again. A shifting of sheets alerts him to the fact that his companion is waking up. He feels the sheets slide away, knows without