AN: YAY FIRST SONGFIC! . AAAAND it's the best thing I've ever written. :D Song is 'My Heart Cries For You' by Serena Ryder, which I do not own. I skipped most of the choruses, because it would get very repetitive, and I do not want that, NO SIR! Sorry I'm kinda hyper right now. enjoy!
My heart cries for you
Sighs for you
Dies for you
My heart's alone for you
Please come back to me
When he ran out the door, he took a piece of her with him. She had practically nothing left. In that last moment of theirs, they were almost complete, they had almost made love, almost been the way they were supposed to be again. Together. One person.
If you're in Arizona
I'll follow you
If you're in Minnesota
I'll be there too
We'll have a million chances
To start anew
Because my love is endless for you
He stole her songs and in so doing, stole her soul. She hated him so fucking much for that. But underneath the jealousy and bitterness, she still loved him. It didn't take a genius to figure that out. She followed him around the country, she would unquestionably follow him to the South Pole if that's where he was going.
I'm lonely as a sailboat
That's lost at sea
I'm lonely as a human
Could ever be
Together we were happy
Apart we're sad
This loneliness is driving me mad
The pure aching longing and loneliness for him was tangible. She could feel it in her bones, in her arms, needed to hold him again so badly. She needed him, but she hated him. It hurt so fucking badly to almost be complete, to almost become one with him again, like it was supposed to be, but then to be ripped apart a second time by the one person who could complete you. The scars were still aching from the last time they were separated, it was more painful then it was before, and she didn't think that was even possible.
My heart cries for you
Sighs for you
Dies for you
My heart's alone for you
Please come back
Please come back
She wasn't sure if she could ever be truly happy again, even if he did tell the world that the songs were not just his, even if he did come back to her and accept her and her body. She would forever remember the pain that accompanied him running away from her, and forever live in knowledge that her other fucking half betrayed her and raped her soul. But love is pain, isn't it?
My heart cries for you
Sighs for you
Dies for you
My heart's alone for you
Please come back
Please come back to me
