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AN: I thought of this during church and just wrote it. It can be anyone but I put it with two people especially. It's about Chris' death and being together. Guess and see if you know who they are. I might tell you if you do.
The rest of our lives:
He's dead. I know it. If he wasn't I wouldn't feel like I lost my other half. He should have come back by now. He needs to come back. I need him, I need his possessiveness, I need to have him calming with a few words. I need to know why I was saved, why I haven't died with our family and friends. I need to hear his voice. Know that as long as he's with me no one can break me.
Most of all I miss him. I miss our fights, our making up. I miss seeing him by me everyday. I miss knowing I just have to say his name and he's there. I miss how he knows what I need before I do.
I want him back. I want him home and safe. I want to know for sure that we aren't the last of our family alive. I want him by my side again. For the rest of our lives.
Forever:
I'm scared. He isn't her again. He's off musing and it scares me. Ever since we found out that we are the only ones now alive he's been quiet. I pray he doesn't do anything stupid. Then I be alone, all alone.
He can't leave me. He promised to protect me, promised to never leave me. Everyone left except them. Then the other died and it's just me and him.
He thinks because the other's gone it means he's meant to be alone. Can't he realize that I'm still here. I won't leave him, I can't leave him.
Alone we are but we can be together. We will be together. I will stick by him.
I can't be the other but I will never leave him. I will stay by his side, forever.
AN: I thought of this during church and just wrote it. It can be anyone but I put it with two people especially. It's about Chris' death and being together. Guess and see if you know who they are. I might tell you if you do.
The rest of our lives:
He's dead. I know it. If he wasn't I wouldn't feel like I lost my other half. He should have come back by now. He needs to come back. I need him, I need his possessiveness, I need to have him calming with a few words. I need to know why I was saved, why I haven't died with our family and friends. I need to hear his voice. Know that as long as he's with me no one can break me.
Most of all I miss him. I miss our fights, our making up. I miss seeing him by me everyday. I miss knowing I just have to say his name and he's there. I miss how he knows what I need before I do.
I want him back. I want him home and safe. I want to know for sure that we aren't the last of our family alive. I want him by my side again. For the rest of our lives.
Forever:
I'm scared. He isn't her again. He's off musing and it scares me. Ever since we found out that we are the only ones now alive he's been quiet. I pray he doesn't do anything stupid. Then I be alone, all alone.
He can't leave me. He promised to protect me, promised to never leave me. Everyone left except them. Then the other died and it's just me and him.
He thinks because the other's gone it means he's meant to be alone. Can't he realize that I'm still here. I won't leave him, I can't leave him.
Alone we are but we can be together. We will be together. I will stick by him.
I can't be the other but I will never leave him. I will stay by his side, forever.