Sealed With A Razor Slit
Summary: The first slit was for you, the second one was for me. I did it for us. I loved you…
They say I'm obsessed.
I say I'm in love
And desperate…
The Killers- Desperate
Slit…Slice…
The first one was for you…
Slit…Slice…
The second one was for me…
I love you baby…even if you don't know me…
I've been thinking about this for a long time, however, and I decided, that when ever I see you with Dylan from now on I'm going to do this. One cut for me, one cut for you. And so on and so forth. Until we could be together, you and me, the way it should be. Should I feel this bad though, I mean, should I really be feeling this bad, hurting this much…over you?
If I am, then maybe that's my problem.
But you're my addiction Marco, I'm sure you understand that. It's not a meaning of weather or not you love me, thought it would be fucking wonderful if you did, I just want you to know that I exist.
I do bleed you know.
Slit…Slice…
He loves me….
Slit…Slice…
He loves me not…
I wish I had a rose, instead of this horrible ache inside my body right now. It's crippling me, surprisingly, I wonder if you feel my pain too…
Slit…Slice…
I trace a bloody finger over the year book. Degrassi High School Graduation. Where it all started, where all of my agony began. My beautiful agony.
No…no…no…no…
It's a hoarse whisper behind my eyes now.
I shouldn't think about it, not again. It might…just kill me.
You look so handsome with your graduation gown, and your little tassel.
So beautiful…
Slice….
Owww, shit. I think I cut too deep that time.
Oh well.
Water fills my eyes as I drop the blade into the sink and was my hands off. I can hear the sirens in the distance; they're coming for me now. I layback down on the floor, spread my legs out and close my eyes, humming our song, the one we danced at graduation with, you know, " Good, good cry". That was the only time you noticed me, that quick dance that I had asked for you to have with me.
So close now…
They're close now…
Maybe I shouldn't have called the police…
But I'm so close to giving up and just dying…
So I'm holding onto your face in my mind and that song in my heart…our song…
No….no…no….
The sound, that voice, gets fainter and fainter…
No…stay awake…a few more minutes…
It turns into a gasp.
Plea- please…
I'm sorry; I'm trying.
Uh...pt2 comming soon...figure out who the main character is...