Run.
From the pain.
From the feeling of regret.
From missing her.
Run.
As fast as you can.
Try and catch up.
Try to say sorry.
Try to forget.
Run.
Why in a sense, you try to remember.
What made you do it?
Why did you just one day up and killed her.
Out of the blue.
Run.
Figure out what to do.
Pick up the pieces of you shattered heart.
Fix what you so carelessly had broken.
Run.
It's to late now.
There's nothing you can do.
You killed her.
You killed her.
How dare you.
Run.
From the pain.
From what has been left behind.
Run.
Go, start a new life.
Run.
Forget.
And run again.
An- I wrote a poem today, as you can see. It's SolAra. Sollux's view of what happened after killing her I guess I dunno. Enjoy, kay?
