Let's trade places, okay?
Because you are going to be missed... you are going to leave a girl-shaped hole in the universe... and my passing wouldn't cut too deeply.
But you?
You'll break the world if you go.
/ / /
Ashley Davies doesn't believe in love.
Love is sweet and delicate, kind in the face of pain, tender arms that hold you all through the long night... a father's kiss upon your forehead or a simple smile on the pillow beside you, dancing eyes and not a word spoken...
Ashley Davies doesn't believe in love.
Because love isn't supposed to always hurt.
And that is all it ever does.
/ / /
You'll break the world if you go.
So, let's trade places, okay?
Because so many tears will be shed... and they will all cry for you... they will all dream of you and wake up lonely... and my passing wouldn't ruin anyone.
But you?
You'll shatter everyone if you disappear.
/ / /
And that is all it ever does.
Wounds with words and then heals with lips, love gives too little and takes too much - love just plays with your heart and toys with your affections... Love is a cad. Love is a liar.
Because, if all those songs and all those poems and all those stories were really true, love would be like a shield. Like a force-field. Like the hand of God.
And you'd be safe.
And, better yet, those you love so much would be safe, too.
But Ashley Davies doesn't believe in love, not when the night crashes down and the air smells like smoke and bodies hit the ground.
No, she doesn't believe in love... not when a hand reaches out for her own and all she can grab a hold of is air...
And God is absent.
/ / /
You'll shatter everyone if you disappear.
Please... let's trade places... okay?
Because... I don't know if I can open my eyes and see you like this. Because... I don't know if I can open my eyes and find you gone. Because... I don't know how to love myself without you here to show me.
And my passing wouldn't wreck you... but your passing would kill me.
Oh, Spencer, you'll be the death of me.
/ / /
And God is absent.
And heated lead, fine black powder, a shining point of fast-moving light - it slices through the atmosphere and splits the skin and explodes on the inside... It splinters bone and it rips up tissue, turning webs of muscle into mush... And, just like that, it moves on.
Just like that.
Just like that, Ashley stops believing in love.
And her eyes are wide open as she watches Spencer Carlin die.
/ / /
Oh Spencer... you'll be the death of me...
So, c'mon...let's trade places.
I'll hear the shot and tug you to me, block you from the blow. I'll sink down in your grasp and watch the stars go out in your blue stare - I'll save you and sacrifice myself.
I'll put you first. I'll give you all the pieces of me I've been keeping secret. I'll prove my devotion.
Because my passing is nothing at all, not really.
But losing you?
That is everything.
/ / / / / / /
END
Listened to Marrow's cover of 'Heart Like A Wheel' one too many times [lol]. Nice and dark.