I didn't know what I was doing here. Why was I such a glutton for punishment? So masochistic? I had lost, that was it, she was married to the leech now. Next time I saw her, if I did at all, she would be a filthy bloodsucker. So why was I here?

I looked around the room I crouched in; her dresser was empty, as was her desk and her bookshelf. She had taken everything with her to her new life.

But her smell was still here, and the memories.

I remembered times we had spent in this house, laughing, working on homework... hugs we enjoyed, times we just fell asleep on the couch together, when the television show got boring...

I stood up. This was bad for me. I needed to forget about her. That life, those couple months of human bliss, was gone. She would never laugh with me again, only glare with the cold red eyes of a bloodsucking vampire. I needed to move on, move on from the memory of a human girl destroyed by that leech.

As I stepped back towards the window, the slight gust of wind I caused was enough for a single sheet of paper, lying abandoned in the open desk drawer, to float up and fall onto the floor.

I picked it up.

It was an English assignment, a poem, dated in February- during the time she had been with me.

You are the sun that parts the clouds

So warm, so constant, so strong

I lie for days in your arms

Please don't ever move me.

When I come in from the bitter winter

You are the one who rubs my blue toes

The fireplace I curl up beside and

fall asleep

And do you kow

You're sort of beautiful.

Her innocent, sweet words tore through me, reminded me... of what had been. What could have been.

And I dropped the paper, hardly noticing... leaped out the window, and raced through the trees, four paws pounding, distancing me from her window and the face I knew I could never forget.