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    Come Back, part 2

    Story written on March 21, 2007 by catseye.
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    Shane’s POV – final part

    I kissed her… told her that I love her and I would be waiting for her… but she never came back… that was the last time I kissed her… I never wanted to let go of her hand.  I love her… so much.

    “Baby, how could you leave me in a world without you?  Tell me how I am supposed to do?  I love you so much, Carmen. I love you so much…” 

    I swear I can feel her, especially at night, I can feel her holding me in her arms again… or am I missing her too much and imagining things in my head?

    Her phone rings… I keep her phone line in case her friends call her.   Every time it rings, my heart races because I have to break the news to another person and I am not that strong myself.

    “Hello” I try to sound normal.  “She won’t be able to come anymore…she… she…I’m sorry, I have to call you back.”  I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t.

    That was someone from The Shelter, apparently she had been volunteering to read stories to unprivileged kids every week.  She knew I stayed there before and she wants to help the kids there…  Where will I ever find someone who understands me like her?

    “Come back to me, Carmen!  Come back, please!”  I bury my head into my knees, sobbing uncontrollably.  “What am I supposed to tell Sofia?”

    To Those I Love and Those Who Love Me

    When I am gone, release me, let me go;
    I have so many things to see and do.
    You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears,
    Just be happy that we had so many years.

    I gave you my love, you can only guess
    How much you gave me in happiness.
    I thank you for the love you each have shown,
    But now it’s time I traveled alone.

    So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must,
    Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
    It’s only for a while that we must part,
    So bless the memories within your heart.

    I won’t be far away, for life goes on,
    So if you need me, call, and I will come.
    Though you can’t see, or touch, I’ll be near
    And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear
    All of my love around you, soft and clear.

    And then, when you must come this way alone,
    I’ll greet you with a smile, and a "Welcome Home."

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    The End.

    AN: I am sorry to those who prays for happy endings.  but i have came across a few deaths in the past few months and so… here this is.

     I wrote this in memory of a friend known as Fat Man, may he rest in peace now.

    Sorry if I made you guys sad.

     

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    2. sorry to hear about your friend. this was a rather depressing story (i needed something to cheer me up after my favorite basketball team lost to Dallas so i checked to see if you had a new post)… but yep, it’s good. the weekend is nearing, and i know i’ll be reading your last the real deal post. thanks!

    3. I’m sorry for your loss. Even though this was an incredibly sad story I still enjoyed it. We can’t always get happily ever after. Thanks for sharing.

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