Mar 21, 2024
But imagine you are Dr Watson coming home from Switzerland and suddenly standing in a sitting room that used to be yours, and there is a book he bought and did not bring along and sheet music for a composition you will never hear him play and there are the notes for a case he will never solve and a new summer coat he will never wear and the flowers that Mrs Hudson placed on the table which faded unseen by him and the tobacco that he will never smoke and the concert ticket that expired because when the curtain rose, he stood at the brink of the Reichenbach Falls and you were not there.
#AND WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT HUH?#MIGHT AS WELL TEAR MY TEETH OUT WITH RUSTY PLIERS#WHILE YOURE AT IT#and don’t think about the single cup of tea left un drunk#nor the last note he wrote Watson as a reminder#or even the blanket on the sofa that still smells like him#and the thin layer of dust coating everything that separates the then#and the now#and don’t think that Watson turned to wipe his eyes#and found that his reflection didn’t look right in the mirror#because he was missing a half of him#that he wasn’t aware he lost#just don’t
