A/N – I am so sorry for creating this
"I made a promise
To distance myself
Took a flight, through aurora skies
Honestly, I didn't think about
How we didn't say goodbye
Just see you very soon"
Will Graham tried his hardest to stay away from Dr. Hannibal Lecter. He tried so hard to leave him and walk away, he thought in prison he would be reformed.
He wasn't.
If anything, he wanted him more. He wanted one last goodbye, one last word.
Then there he was in his cell.
"It hurts to be something
It's worse to be nothing with you"
He looked Dr. Lecter dead in the eyes.
'Please?'
And he was let out. One please made his lover fold for him. But he knew that he had another person in his life, he had to.
"So I didn't call you
For sixteen long days
And I should get a cigarette
For so much restraint
No matter how long I resist temptation
I will always lose"
He tried again, tried to stay away from his love, his soulmate. He didn't want to think about the fact that his lover had moved on, so he got Hannibal to be locked up.
He moved on, wife and kid.
He knew this wouldn't last.
"It hurts to be something
It's worse to be nothing with you"
He saw Hannibal through the glass.
He had to go back, had he not, he knew he would suffer from his own heart.
He stared at him in the mask and jacket. He couldn't figure out what had got them both here.
I mean, deep down he knew.
"I've done the math
There's no solution
We'll never last
Why can't I let go of this?"
The fall.
He was in agony, bloodied on a cliff in his soulmate's arms.
His lover?
He didn't know.
...
"It hurts to be something
It's worse to be nothing with you"
And he fell in his lover's arms.
The fallen angel.
Promise.
