Blue as Crimson
As he stepped back from her broken body cold fire ripped through his body, searing him to his very core. Life, love, loss. What was he here for he had to be with her, with his angel, his savior. Crimson blood flowed away taking with it her life. Sadness, despair, anguish not strong enough words to describe his heartbreak. The one thing that he loved above all else had been ripped from him and with that he had also lost his will to live.
I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my souls on the other side.
Oh the little pieces falling, shatter.
But live he must. He was cursed to walk this earth without her. Forever broken, with no hope of salvation. The only thing that could have saved him was lying shattered at his feet. Dead. Oh how he hated and loved the word. She was dead and he wanted to be. There was no hope of ever returning to what he was, what he had been.
Shards of me,
To sharp to put back together.
To small to matter,
He must live on if not for himself but for her. She needed to be remembered and he would see to it that she would be. He would remember her even if every time he did his shattered, dead heart splintered a little more.
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
She was so beautiful and pure even in death. He didn't want his tainted hands to touch her, but at the same time he felt a desperate desire to hold her, cradle her and whisper that everything would be all right. And he held her until night came and swallowed them.
And I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.
She watched as Edward caressed Bella's cold face and lovingly spoke words of comfort that her lifeless body would never hear. She watched as her brother slowly lost all sense of himself. This time Jasper wasn't here to comfort her. He was long gone. A hole slowly tore open her dead heart. A hole that should have been filled by Jasper stood empty.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
She kept her head faced away fro the forest she knew he had fled to. She had lost him but she knew, unlike her brother, she could recapture her lover. Cold determination replaced her heart. She would find him and she would forgive him. If it took the rest of eternity she would have him back.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection
She hoped that when she found him he would still be able to love her, to hold her and not tear himself up inside. She knew that while she may be willing to forgive him for his sins, he would not. That would be what would stop their love, him feeling inadequate, him feeling like he did not deserve to be forgiven. But maybe with time…
I just can't help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love.
So I bleed,
I bleed,
As she stared unseeing a cold hand came to rest on her shoulder silently telling her that she must come. She reluctantly turned to leave still facing the shaking Edward and tried to muster up all the courage she possessed not to break down and weep for what she had lost.
And I breathe,
I breathe now...
Bleed,
I bleed,
"Jasper" she whispered the name quietly on the wind, hoping that it would give her the strength she needed. "I'm coming"
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
I breathe no more.