Last Chance

[Symee-Sama]

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing

<center>Last Chance
By Symee-Sama</center>

Bile rose in his throat.
His chest constricted
And he found it hard to breathe.
His eyes closed,
And he tried desperately to collect his thoughts.
He raised a weak hand to his heart,
A dark sticky liquid
Staining his fingers.
His eyes opened, and he saw her face.
Tears flowing down her cheeks.
Was she crying for him?
He wanted to talk to her
Tell her that he would be fine
His lips moved
Yet no words came out
He reached for her
Tangling a shaking hand
In her golden hair
And his mouth moved
Trying to form the words
She had to know
He couldn?t leave without telling her
He looked into her eyes,
Nearly flinching from the pain there,
The guilt.
It wasn?t her fault
But he knew her.
Knew that she would blame herself.
It wasn?t her fault
He had chosen to do it,
To put himself between her and her death
He would do it again in a heartbeat.
He would do anything for ?
Pain racked his body,
His hand fell,
And he was floating;
Flying high above the crowds
Away from the pain,
Away from her.
No!
He fought to reach the ground
To reach her.
He couldn?t leave without telling her.
A white light surrounded him
The pain vanished, and
He felt himself give up,
Surrendering to the peaceful feeling.
No!
Damn it!
He couldn?t go yet!
He resisted the light, resisted the peace.
There was nothing for him here
No reason for him to stay.
His eyes drifted shut.
Only to open to a different light.
Colder, more clinical
He blinked
Trying to get his bearings.
Where was he?
He looked over and saw her.
Saw the white walls
Heard a machine beeping behind him.
Felt the throbbing pain in his chest.
And knew he didn?t have very much time
He reached for her hand
Gripping it tightly
As though by holding onto it
He could hold onto life
Her eyes pierced his
And he forced his lips to move
I ?
She placed a finger on his lips,
Urging him not to waste his strength
But he ignored her
They were out of time.
I ?
He struggled to shape the words
Damn it!
He couldn?t leave?
He didn?t hear her quiet sobs
Or see her tears
As the machine behind him stopped beeping.

Author's Note: Alright, this poem was not originally written for Gundam Wing, but one of my friends commented how well it could fit with it, so... here it is. Praise, Criticism, and your interpretations of it are accepted. :p

Symee