A Hopeless Memory
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(Alfred misses Arthur with all his heart and wants to get him back)
He sees the eyes everywhere now. Flashes of a beautiful green at school, on the train, always sitting next to him. He sees them, then all of a sudden he he doesn't. Alfred remembers the moment they met until the moment they broke apart. The name is repeated in his mind. "Arthur, why did you leave? Arthur, where are you now? Arthur?." He won't admit that he'll never see Arthur's beautiful face again. "Arthur, why am I alone? Arthur, will I ever see you again? Arthur?." He won't believe that his love is gone. "Arthur, how are you doing out there? Arthur, have you met a new lover? Arthur..."
"I miss you."
(Warnings and a/n in chapter one)
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