Hiatus is over! I have a bunch of ideas in my head and ready to be written! Now, I just have to find the time to actually write them down.

Conscience: Good luck with that.

Me: Yeah, I know right.

Conscience: You seriously get too much work.

Me: Yeah I- Wait? Am I actually agreeing with you?

Conscience: Yeah, it makes sense considering I'm always right.

Me: Just do the disclaimer, you conceited brat.

Conscience: Technically you called yourself conceited considering I'm a part of you but I won't go into that-

Me: Thank you.

Conscience: Anyway, as I was saying Sorry I Just Did, previously known as Ranirose272 doesn't own anything.

ONWARDS.

A girl with fiery red hair, made her way through the streets, hugging herself as she tried to contain her sobs. Her red hair was matted against her skin as the rain pelted down on her, the tiny bit of mascara she had bothered to put on dripping down her swollen cheeks.

Skies are crying
I am watching
Catching teardrops in my hands

She stretched out her hand and caught a few rain drops. She looked at the dripping water and shook her hand. She smiled slightly, her lips turning upwards into a wry, rueful smile.

'Looks like I'm not the only heartbroken on today.' She thought wryly in her head as she thought as if the sky were crying like she was right now.

Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance

The soft pitter-patter of the rain was the only sound that surrounded her. Other than that she walked on an empty road, filled with closed shops holding no people and the cracked sidewalks were deserted at this late hour. Just like their chances of actually staying together, they were empty and not visible.

Do you have to, make me feel like there is nothing left of me?

She remembered all of their fights, where she was left heartbroken, feeling like nothing, wanting to fade away from life.

'I should've broken up with him long ago.' She thought sadly, but she knew she still lo-No, she didn't love him, she was sure of that. She just liked him a lot. After all who could love someone who kept hurting them over and over again?

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like i'm made of glass
Like i'm made of paper

Both of them knew that she was fragile glass figure, so easily broken, so easily torn. She held onto the silliest things, the smallest shreds of hope, hoping to find happiness somewhere. But with everyone else she covered up her weakness and protected herself, but with him she was exposed as the glass figure she is. And he could easily break her.

Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

Now, after the final straw, he could try, he could try to break her and he just might succeed but she will pick up the pieces and reassemble them.

Amy noticed an arguing couple approaching in the distance. She walked up to them and saw the anger and hatred for each other in their eyes. They didn't see her. She looked down, hiding her tears. Her eyes showed confusion as she saw a broken rose lying on the ground. She bent down and picked it up.

The petals were wilted and the stem was bent, but the color was vibrant and lively. She sniffed it, it smelled like rain and roses.

As the smoke clears
I awaken, and untangle you from me

Amy continued walking on. She looked back at the couple who were now hugging, apologizing for their foolishness. She smiled despite herself and unknowingly began to remove any feelings for him. She knew inside that they would never be able to be like that, their fights could never be fixed with a hug.

Would it make you, feel better to watch me while I bleed?

'I bet he would enjoy watching me bleed.' She thought dryly as she thought of how difficult he made it to be happy with him. She passed by a closed store, with broken windows, rusted doors and moss covering the walls. She looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Her face was cracked, her hair stringy and frazzled, her eyes pained and hurt and her expression confused and struggling. She sighed and continued walking home, wiping away the new tears.

All my windows, still are broken
But I'm standing on my feet

She knew that she was broken right now, in pain and hurt but she kept walking away. She wouldn't go back and give him what he wanted. She would not go back and beg on her knees for him to forgive her. She would keep walking away, with her held high . . . or low. But walking away either way.

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am

'He can break me, but I still keep going back.' She thought angrily. Why did she do that? She wondered.

Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper

He coud break her so easily and she didn't want him to have the power, she resisted the urge to cry, but in the end she did. And she was tired of that.

Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

She would heal from her wounds, she would not let him hurt her. She would be strong.

Go run, run, run
I'm gonna stay right here
Watch you disappear, yeah
Go run, run, run
Yeah it's a long way down
But I am closer to the clouds up here

She passed by a flickering lamppost. She stopped and watched as it flickered on and off. The light eventually faded, but she stood there, looking at the dark lamp. He could go one way and she would go another, but either way she would see him disappear.

He could get hurt by himself, but she got hurt with him.

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper, Oh
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

"Amy, wait!" A voice called from behind her. She tore her gaze away from the lamp and watched a figure, holding an umbrella ran through the rain, trying to reach her.

"What do you want?" She asked, her voice showing no emotion. HE cringed at the sound of her voice.

"I'm s-s-s-" He struggled to say. It was hard for him to say this. He never had to apologize before. It wasn't like him to apologize. Usually, everyone else was wrong and he was always right. Even with their fights, even if he was wrong she would always apologize. But this time, he realized it just might've gone too far.

"Yes?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm s-s-sorry." He finally managed to say. She looked at him skeptically. She studied him for a few minutes.

"Well?" He asked impatiently.

"I don't know Ian." She said, turning her head away and walking away from him.

Well how was that? I hope you liked it!

RnR!

~Rya (My nickname)