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Casualties   I felt her eyes washing over me in the crowded bar, examining my every move, my posture, me.   I don’t know why, she knows me better than I know myself and sometimes I hate her for it.   I gave her everything that I am and she took it and left me with the memory of what used to be.   She thinks that I don’t care about her, but that’s far from the truth.   There’s just nothing left to give her, she has everything.   I turn my head and watch as she greets her latest lover, Troy McIver.   That won’t last.   I can tell by the look in his eyes that he’s more invested in their relationship than she is. He’s in love with her.   It’s easy to love her, to sacrifice yourself for her and only her.   I can’t help but laugh at the broken hearts she’s left in her wake.   Casualties. Hank: He’d be with her if she’d only say the words. RJ: He will never admit it, but I see the longing in his eyes whenever she walks away. Sam: Bastard. Colin: Hell, she took his sanity. Max: They’ve kissed, only I saw them, and he wanted more. She quickly came to her senses. Troy: I fear he’s already lost.   She sees me watching her and we make eye contact.   Damn it, I can’t keep going back for more of her and come out unscathed.   I find myself sitting in her living room, hours later, any memory of Troy gone from her head.   We’ve done this dance before and we’ll probably do it again.   Her lips on mine are so familiar to me yet different. Engulfing her in my arms regret washes over me again. I let her go and she took me with her and now I’m left with these brief interludes from time to time when I’m allowed to visit the person who holds my soul, I’m allowed to relive the memory of us, I’m allowed to be me.   I can even accept that maybe I’m just another casualty.