The Unimaginable

Sam understood what he was doing too. It was hard, not anything he had prepared for, but he had to do it. No matter what Remi said or did, he had to stay. Someone had to, and this was the hard side of love, wasn't it? Determinedly he ignored the way Remi couldn't even look at him, the way that when he did it was full of hate. The warning came from nowhere and he didn't understand it at first, still didn't fully comprehend it after he had run it over in his head a few times. He spoke patiently, his hands still and gaze even (which took a huge amount of effort). "I can't do that, Remi. But I don't expect you to love me. I just...I just want to make sure you will not be hurt. Once you are in a better state, you need never..." A sob threatened to choke him, he paused and shakily swallowed it back down. "..see me again. This isn't about...us. It's about you. I know it's all...terrible, and horrendous, and so much worse than very hard. But I can't...change that. All I can do is sit here and watch until you let me help, or someone else comes who can." With this said he straightened his posture back up, resumed his post. Samuel The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out; At one stride comes the dark;