This is my first song-phic. I see people do them all the time and I am constantly finding Phantom-like songs that I love to listen to, it's a wonder I didn't think to do this earlier. Based upon the song 'Broken Vow' by the angelic Josh Groban.

Whether you read this from Erik's POV or Raoul's POV is completely for you to decide.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Phantom characters. All rights to Josh Groban for his lyrics used in this song-phic.

lyrics will be in italics

It has been months since Christine left. Or rather, it has been months since I let her go. I do not know exactly how long it has been, for I have ceased to count the days as they drift meaninglessly by. I don't remember the last time I saw the sun, as I stay shut in, letting the darkness of the room surround me. How is it that she loved him more with all we had together? Didn't I make her happy enough? I would have given up my home and comforts to be with her. Didn't I give every ounce of my being just to see her happy smile? She has a voice that astonishes all of Paris, and one day the entire world. She is the most incredible woman I have had the pleasure of knowing, and she's gone now. She's gone.

Tell me his name

I want to know

The way he looks

And where you go

I need to see his face

I need to understand

Why you and I came to an end

I simply don't understand why she found him more important than me. What was it they did together when I was far away from them? Did he take her on moonlit walks in the Bois or perhaps private carriage rides with dinner at his home by candlelight? I envy what they had together. They have a special bond that I could have never hoped to replace. Perhaps she just couldn't deal with the reality of my love. Perhaps she never loved me at all and it was all in my delusional head. It is a daily struggle to fight the urge to go to her and see them together. As hard as it might be, I wish to know everything they do together, so that I might discover the key to their happiness that I could not unlock for her. Does she still sing on the stage? I know not. I have not set foot outside my home since the reality of her absence sank in. I would give anything to hear her voice right now, whispering words of love in my ear and she once did.

Tell me again

I want to hear

Who broke my faith in all these years

Who lays with you at night

While I'm here all alone

Remembering when I was your own

When I think of them lying side by side in the sheer ecstasy of the aftermath of love-making, I want to tear out my own foolish heart for loving her as I do. What did she see in him? He wasn't by any means, an average man. Perhaps she was just searching for something to take her away from the poor and ordinary life of a chorus girl. He could give her anything her heart desires. Why did God curse me to love such perfection, and then through my own selfishness and lies, tear it away?

I let you go

I let you fly

Why do I keep on asking why

I let you go

Now that I found

A way to keep somehow

More than a broken vow

I promised never to hurt her. I promised never to lie to her either. But love makes you desperate and even the most level-headed man alive would do whatever it takes to keep that love at their side. I even went so far as to put her in danger. I should have never let her perform in Don Juan with the gendarmes pointing their guns so close. It was by my own selfish reasons, that I let her continue on the stage. It is the sick and twisted fate that in my desperation, I pushed her farther and farther away. You see, in the end, I had to let her go. My selfish love for her only stifled her true passions and will to live. We could never truly be, no matter what my heart desired.

Tell me the words I never said

Show me the tears your never shed

Give me the touch

The one you promised to be mine

Or has it vanished for all time'

Was there something more I could have done? Was there something more that could have been said to keep her by my side? Did my words of love offend her tender ears? To hear those words from my lips came as a shock to Christine at first, but then she seemingly grew to love me as well. My love for her, over time, dwarfed anything her heart could handle. She promised you would always love me. She promised to always be with me. I guess we both had made promises and broke them. I am only a shell of a man for the cause of it all. That is not what pains me the most. It is that she did not shed her tears for me. She never wept for the loss of me. Had she done just that, I would feel that her feelings for me had once been true and that she truly had a place for me in her heart. But no, she went away with a happy smile, leaving me with a stale kiss as my last memory of her touch. In darkness she left me and in darkness I have stayed.

I let you go

I let you fly

Why do I keep on asking why

I let you go

Now that I found

The way to keep somehow

More than a broken vow

I do not wish to be the martyr in this love tirade. I let her go, knowing that if I could not make her happy, then perhaps he could. His love for her seems to be genuine and he can offer Christine the happiness she desires. Although my jealous heart screams in agony at the thought that his undeserving lips caress her own in place of where mine once were, I know that she will continue to live with the passion she once did. My own sacrifice is small in comparison to the big picture. I am but one person whose life is not worth much at all in the grand scheme of things. I suppose all we can do in life is make a difference to each other, despite what our own wishes may be.

I close my eyes

And dream of you and I

And then I realize

There's more to love than only bitterness and lies

I close my eyes

I'd give away my soul

To hold you once again

And never let this promise end

I let you go

I let you fly

Now that I know, I'm asking why

I let you go

Now that I found

A way to keep somehow

More than a broken vow

My pitiful shell of a heart cannot possibly describe the pain, knowing that it will never again feel the sensation of love. I have lost the only thing dear to me in my life. I am not dead yet, but when I am gone, I hope she remembers me. I am but a broken man, torn by the pain of loss, and the guilt of my actions that thought only of my own selfish wishes. If I could do it all again, I would not hesitate to tell her how I felt from the very beginning. I would not assume to know her heart and would respect her feelings and wishes. She is an angel, free to fly where her heart desires. I swear to her, that I will always love her. Despite how things ended, know that I have always loved her and always will. Please never forget the sacrifice I've made for her happiness. Don't waste it. Never forget, it is never a mistake to love. The only mistake would be to deny that you do.

Please review!!! Please? I need your honest opinions, as well as whether you believe this to be spoke by Raoul or Erik....