J-Moriarty

I love you. It's New Year's Eve and I love you. The first fireworks bring these three words to my mind, and your smile, your indecipherable smile. I take my hopes, and dreams, my laughter, my tears, and my happiness, too. I put them together and I fold them in the silky, scarlet foil of my pride, and I leave them in your warm, safe hands. One minute. One second. One millisecond. Poof! you're gone, it's done. I'm all alone, in my room, the darkness gripping my shoulder, like an old friend. And I hold my hopes, and dreams, my laughter, my tears, and my happiness too, shards, all shards, left in my cold, bleeding hands. I loved you, you kn