WARNING: To those of you who haven't seen the Season 3 Finale of Lost - kindly ignore this post. :) To those who haven't seen it but want to be spoiled - Fine!! Bleh! >:P To those who were also part of the Peanut Butter Campaign - *sniff* with me... (Tobie, wag kang humirit! >:P)

(Oh yeah, this is a delayed post. :P Lol! Wrote this after watching the season finale for the nth time, remembered it after the watching the season finale for the (n+1)th time, which was a while ago. :P)

I owe at least 30% of my Lost fandom to Charlie Pace & Dominic Monaghan. <3 Three years ago, I saw this feature on TV on some show about a plane crash. There was mild interest when I heard the great reviews surrounding "that Lost show", but interest reached must-watch status when the smiling hobbity face of Meriadoc Brandybuck popped up in the cast. :D Charlie, I wouldn't be Lost without you! ^____^

~ Btw, this is partly inspired by Neil Gaiman's Vampire Sestina. (Which is gorgeous! <3) After reading it, I thought of writing one myself. :D ~

Fate Wins

(From the point of view of Desmond David Hume)

How many times did we play this game with fate?
How many times did I see the flashes before my eyes?
I warned you, I tried to save you.
I gambled your life with my life.
But we were walking on thin ice, standing on broken glass.
How many times did we pass by this farewell?

You were picking up good vibrations. "Farewell"
not now, it seemed. You even smiled & said "So much for fate."
We would have left the Looking Glass
after looking straight in Death's eyes.
You would have returned home, to them, & celebrated life.
But he was still there. Lurking, waiting for you.

Tap tap tap. You turned around. And he smiled at you.
In his hand, he held up his heartless, cruel farewell.
I ran to you, I needed to save your life.
But you shut the door, you wouldn't let me share your fate.
You wouldn't let Death take me too. I saw it in your eyes...
I was too late. In between us, thick metal & glass.

I heard the blast. I saw the way it shattered the glass.
You stood still, as the ocean reached for you.
You watched the water swirl around the room with your eyes...
Then you grabbed a pen, wrote on your hand. Your farewell
message. Your final card to play. Your final jab at fate.
But for those back home - not for yourself, not for your life.

You began to struggle... You began to drown... Your life
was slipping away as you pressed your hand up to the glass.
I got your message. Such was this harsh game of fate.
The story will continue. But how does it go on without you?
And of all the words in the world, you chose those as your farewell.
The price for rescue, to be seen by outside eyes.

There was nothing to be said. I just looked into your eyes,
those last precious seconds of your life.
You nodded & gave a small smile, in a silent farewell...
And with your last breath, drifted away from the glass.
No one else was there to say goodbye. It was just me & you.
Such was your destiny. Such was your fate.

Fate won, we lost. I saw the surrender in your eyes.
I watched you, helplessly, through the pane of glass.
Watched you let go of life, and embrace death. Goodbye, my friend. Farewell.