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.:Believe:.So often it rained when John went to visit his best friend's grave. Maybe he chose those days deliberately. They fit his mood. He sometimes felt like the sky was sharing his pain. He'd never been the same since that day. He wasn't even sure if he'd smiled or even had a happy emotion since that day. He couldn't let him go. It had nearly been 3 years and yet he still couldn't. What a truly brilliant man he was. There it was; a crack of a smile. A smile that only ever came to him when he remembered the sociopath. For that brief moment, he was happy but it never lasted. His smile would fade the moment he realized these were just memories.
People kept telling him it would be okay. He would move on. All the cliché things one would say when someone lost a loved one. John could never take them seriously because he knew everyone around him had lost faith. Everyone had bought into the lies broadcasted on the papers and television and accused him of being in denial because of how close he wa
Benedict Who?Hey, Greg, you busy? - JW
Nope. Just finished a case. What's up, John? - GL
Kinda hoping for some company. Been a hard day. - JW
I understand. 8 month anniversary today, isn't it? - GL
... Yeah. So if you wouldn't mind coming over? - JW
Sure. I'm over at Molly's. Give me 20 minutes? - GL
See you then. - JW
A polite knock on the door about half an hour later had John limping to the door to open it. Greg Lestrade walked in, a small smile on his face. John closed the door and led the way to the armchairs in the center of the room. John took Sherlock's old chair while Greg settled into John's usual chair.
"So," Greg started quietly, staring at John. "How you holding up?"
"Been better," John said sadly. "Been worse. It just kind of hit me all at once today, you know?" Greg nodded, sending John a compassionate glance.
"What do you want to do?" Greg asked curiously. "Trade stories, sit in silence, watch telly?" John huffed out a strained laugh and ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't think I
"Of course it is happening inside your head, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
Quote by JK Rowling from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
This was created at Island Tattoo in Beach Haven, Long Beach Island, NJ, USA by the amazing Rebecca.
MercyOh sweet God how the grassland
ignites in moonlight tonight
I must thank you for creating
her tangled fingers' slow pace
through the handsome rain Her
trochaic kinesthesia to rhythms
in Stravinsky's The Rite of
Spring Is this how you meant
for us to love you Yahweh
Tumbling clumsily down hills
of sheets into perpetually
immutable silence I could love
you like that I think I've been
practicing on this Savanna
for days and months Lost in
her crystal canvas Rolling crests
and troughs And when she touches
me Oh fair Lord I'm dragged into
your city past Gethsemane's
pulsing green and gold
Please hold us together
under this luminous stretch
Oh Father We are live
unclothed Our reflections awash
with the skin of your sun
Blood BrothersBrookie always holds my hand when we cross the street. She's never given a reason for it, she just does it. It's become this unspoken rule with us that whenever we cross the street together, she slips her hand in mine and I lace my fingers through hers and we walk hand-in-hand until we reach the other side and she drops her hand and we both wipe our palms on our jeans. Brookie's a little scared of crossing the street. Her poppa died in a car crash when we were six. He was a pedestrian. She's never gotten over it.
Brookie is my best friend going on sixteen years now, which is pretty impressive considering we're both sixteen. We don't have some cute little story about how we were born in the same hospital on the same day or about how our mothers were best friends long before they were pregnant with us and somehow passed on that bond while we were still in utero. No, Brookie and I met the same way ever
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