Wincest- Memorial Day by JackHarknessHarter, literature
Literature
Wincest- Memorial Day
"Sammy...How could you do this to me?" Dean yelled.
"I'm sorry, Dean Bean... I really am... I just- I have to."
"I love you, Sammy. I love you, please don't go. Please don't leave me!" Dean pleaded. But at that, Sam turned and boarded the ship. Dean's tears began to fall harder, the concept of losing Sam was so alien to him. He stood in shock for a minute before leaving the platform. 'The army? They've got no right to take him away from me.' Deam thought 'Fuck the army.'
* * *
After a year, Dean rarely ever left the house. He'd forgotten the warmth of having Sam lying next to him. Each day, h...
The slam of the door echoed around us, a sharp bang that sent birds screeching out of the trees. I watched sullenly as the only living beings for miles left us alone in the deserted cement clearing, a sense of dread rising as quickly as the birds that had fled. A hard pound on the back by a hand shaped rock tilted me forward off my feet, stumbling as the youthful laughter carried on the empty space around us."C'mon, Mikey, you aren't getting cold feet yet, are you?" the carefree voice asked, although the simple question wasn't anything less then a prodding taunt, "Where's your sense of fun?""Back home," I quipped back, reluctantly hoisting...
Your life
flashes before me
i have a decision
to make
to say yes
or to say no
i don't know
what to say
my heart's been broken
once before
shuddering,
i think about it.
you're not him
i know that.
my song for him
playing as i think
i said it was love,
but was it?
he made me cry
he conformed me to him
you make me laugh
you like me for me
you made me
believe in love again
my heart jumps
when you smile at me
when you look at me
i know this is love