Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary: M/M not blatant. Face getting angsty over Murdock!
Author's note: Another tiny piece for those who requested a sequel (you know
who you are thank-you very much!) I hope this is what you wanted.
I awake and look to the figure sleeping next to me. Breathing softly in the
morning light, she has an empty beauty. This moment should be full of joy at
her presence but the moment too is empty. I walk to the window, watch the
sunlight turn the dust into golden galaxies in flight.
Why should I wake to this sunrise and find the moment sterile, what am I
missing? But of course I know. You are missing. It seems like my soul has fled
to look for you and I am left bereft because I can not follow.
I can not speak to you.
I am terrified of you.
Your eyes will trap me in star deep desire, your lips will tease and each
brotherly embrace will scorch me to the bone. Truly this is hell.
I shake inside with you, I worship in hushed awe before your beauty and step on
air because you are my friend. And I hate myself for every night I spend trying
to forget you in someone else's flesh
Soon the girl will wake, sooner I will be gone. No bitter scenes. No
recriminations. I do not want to hate her, because was not you. I will not
leave even a shadow of my real self, to make a memory. This too, this I keep
For I am forever lost in you. I can not live within you, I can not live without
you. So I wake sobbing silently at the hollow light of dawn.
This sunlight should be shadows, so I can hide my face.