I actually wrote this a long time ago and I'm just posting it ;)I'm also working on a floof chapter!

Crash and Burn, that's all I know...

I think that's why I made you go.

Those three words, you were my first.

I can't help thinking...

Roman was leaning in the doorway as he watched the funeral ceremony, he wanted to be there out of respect but it pained him to show- to watch the man he loved to be put in the ground...

The night that Roman had lost the man that he called his lover flashed behind his eyes as he watched the casket being lowered into the ground.

Maybe you were my blue moon?

Maybe I let go too soon...

Running from what could be...

So terrified of happy!

It was about a week ago and Roman had gone to the store to get some orange juice for his love, he looked around the store and grabbed what he needed but had decided to grab a few extra things as a surprise for his love.

Roman had grabbed some roses and chocolates, cliche... yeah, but he knew Virgil secretly loved it despite what he always said.

Roman rushed home and practically darted through the door, shouting for his lover: "Virgil! I'm home! I got you something!"

There was no response, it was typical of Virgil to not reply to Roman's little epiphanies, seeming how he found them lovingly sweet but obscene.

Roman looked around the house for Virgil, he looked everywhere but never found him... that was until he had realized he looked everywhere but the en suite.

Roman smiled brightly and darted to the en suite when he found Virgil...

How did I come to lose my blue moon?

My Blue Moon...

Tears slowly began to stream down Romans face as dirt was being thrown on the casket, he had decided he couldn't stay to watch and turned to leave. He had swiftly walked to his car and drove off a few miles out where Roman pulled off and put the car in park.

His silent crying simultaneously became loud sobs as he slammed his fists on the steering wheel.

Which one of us went and fucked up?

You or me, guess it was me...

Don't know a good thing when it's right in front of me...

'Cause I'm so numb, what have I become?

Roman had been sobbing and screaming for about fifteen minutes when he heard a tap on his window.

To Be Continued