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Epilogue - Better Than Me

I think you can do much better than me
After all the lies that I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me

She sat at the bus stop clutching her ticket in her pale, shaking hands. Guilt overtook her as a tear slid down her cheek, looking back on the memories of the nights they spent together. She kept telling herself that she wouldn't miss his blonde hair, his somewhat innocence, and that he deserved much better then her.

While looking through your old box of notes
I found those pictures I took
That you were looking for
If there's one memory I don't want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me

He reached up tearing yet another picture from the wall, Tyler was silent across the room watching him. His eyes burned from the tears that threatened to fall from his blue eyes, crumbling the picture that she had been looking for to frame in his hand. His mind drew back the memory of the time he had taken her shopping, but it had ended up in a make-out session in a changing room. He could still see her black hair spread across his pillow, how innocent she looked while she slept. She had always deserved much more then what he could ever give her, much more then himself. Someone so much better.

The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would've said it's over
And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this

You deserve much better than me

Standing up from the cold bench as the bus slid to the curb, she wiped the tears from her face.
He wished he hadn't judged her by just one small conversation with the enemy.

She knew she couldn't think of him, it would only make it harder.

He missed her, the way she smelled, and the way she smiled.

They had never really ended, called it quits.

He knew that she deserved much more then this.

She knew he deserved so much better than her.