Soldier, Sailor, Tinker, Tailor

Sailor

I suppose I should tell you the truth. I thought I could hide it, pretend it didn't exist. Now, I know the that the truth will come, even if I try to hold it back. It's like a hurricane, like your hurricane, the hurricane of words, both good and bad.

Words.
So many words.
I have words too, words I haven't said to you. Words that I won't - or rather can't - tell you now.

Ha. Even here my thoughts race back to you, like always. I'll never know what we could have been.

I guess I'm starting to hallucinate now. I can see the ocean. It rises around me, the precise shade of your eyes. I don't remember when, but I jumped without thinking. I forgot I couldn't swim. Now, I'm drowning in an ocean of my blood, my love, my tears.

I still have a few words left though... please tell our story. Tomorrow they'll be more of us...

A/N Wow two updates in one day! Sorry for all the angst but this has been sitting in my english binder for so long and I wanted to just get it over with. I hope you enjoyed it. I will try to have the next two written and posted soon! Au revoir et joyeux nöel!