Julia.
Julia.
Julia.
Where did you go?
Why did you leave me?
You left me alone.
All alone.
My heartbroken.
In two pieces.
Like shattered glass.
My pain rolls down my skin.
Making me mourn for you.
My lips numb and white.
I cannot kiss you no more.
Now your gone.
Your just a fading memory.
A piece of my mystery life.
That one little puzzle piece.
Yet the most important one.
I used to be able to hold you.
Comfort you.
Protect you.
Now your alone.
I'm alone.
Out on our own.
Inside my body.
In my mind.
I cry.
Cry for you.
Tears making me ill.
My stomach knotting.
My joints are sore.
From running away.
Away from you.
From Vicious.
Away from everyone.
I can't protect my life.
I take the risks.
I break the rules.
I cause the pain.
One eye sees the past.
One sees the present.
And your in both.
You never will leave.
No matter what.
I can't stop thinking of you.
You.
The one I love.
I see the red rose.
You always leave me.
And as I stare at the deep red rose.
I see your face.
Your pale skin.
With your long curly blonde hair.
Your pink lips.
Your eyes.
Your wonderful eyes.
I see in the rose.
You and I.
Together.
Alone.
Then I realize.
Its just a memory.
A passing memory.
I'm not dead.
Yet not living.
Because of you.
You.
You make me hang on.
Even though its so much pain.
I have no pleasure in staying here.
So I sit here.
In a old run down bar.
Drinking my drink.
Drowning the memories.
Rain pounding against the windows.
Everyone gone.
Deep and dark.
There is nothing more to do.
I just get up and leave.
Walk away.
From that bar.
I stroll into the rain.
My clothes soaked.
I walk down the alleys.
And I some how.
Find a way.
To the place.
Where we met.
And pressed our love for one another together.
We whispered to each other.
Then you left me.
Gone away.
You left me in the rain.
With a red rose at my feet.
Now I stand here again.
In the rain.
Thinking.
About that night.
Why did you leave me?
Where did you go?
Julia.
Julia.
Julia.