"Sir?"

"Mmm?"

"It's… it's his birthday…next week, sir."

"I know, Hawkeye. I haven't forgotten."

How could I forget?

You were perfect.

We were not.

I knew things were getting out of hand.

I meant to tell you, I really did…. I was waiting for the right moment.

Just you and I, alone, when there's time for me to say "I Love You"

Everything was going to be perfect.

And then you died.

How could someone that full of life just…. die?

How could someone who was so desperate to live, just die?

I know you were young.

I know I was your superior.

I know I shouldn't have loved you.

But I did.

You were so … so perfect, so flawless…

Even your arm and your leg… which you yourself hated…

I had never known you any other way.

You had always been beautiful to me. All of you.

You got him back, though, didn't you?

Wasn't that what you wanted?

It's sad that you never got to see his smile again.

It's sad that I'll never see yours again.

I hoped that my feelings for you would disappear like you did,

But they didn't.

Every day I think about you, I grieve for you...

I still love you.

How can I love someone who is no longer here?

How can I embrace a body that no-one can find?

How can I kiss lips that are cold and still, somewhere beyond this world?

How can I gaze into golden eyes that are closed and lifeless, some place far away?

I miss you so much.

I don't care if you hated me.

I just wanted to say...

I love you.