A/N This is not my best work. It could be better, I think, but please reveiw. Thanks!

Love of mine some day you will die

But I'll be close behind

I'll follow you into the dark

She was getting sicker, now. It was obvious. He could tell, when she was paler, and lying upon him he no longer felt the warmth that had once generated from her small body. Roger knew that she was fading. He had known that she was going to fade anyways. But here it was. It had finally come. They were together less, she ate less, and even Maureen had taken to inviting Mimi over to spend some final time together. But of course, no such things were spoken. The day she slipped, there was no cry of anguish stemming from Roger, witnessed by all of their friends. She simply slipped away quietly, the only apparent changes being the low hum of the heart and a slack in the hand that Roger had clenched so tightly.

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white

Just our hands clasped so tight

Waiting for the hint of a spark

If Heaven and Hell decide

That they both are satisfied

Illuminate the NO's on their vacancy signs

Collins was going to go soon. His Angel was no longer there to nurse him back to health, but Maureen and Joanne spent every day at his hospital bed. And when Joanne would leave for work, Maureen stayed and discussed their theories of actual reality and the benefits of anarchy in the face of a totalitarian society. They spent everyday together. Maureen would laugh, quietly, remembering the crush she'd once had on him before and perhaps even a bit after she found of he was gay. When she was ready to come out, he was the first person she thought to tell. He was her best friend in every sense of the term, and now he would go. But she'd be there.

If there's no one beside you

When your soul embarks

Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule

I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black

And I held my tongue as she told me

"Son fear is the heart of love"

So I never went back

Mark knew he had to watch Roger go. Mimi was gone, Collins was gone…there was only so much time they could have had in the first place. But Roger? Roger had been a topic of conversation, a rock, something holding them all down when he couldn't even hold himself. He had kept Maureen sane, telling her that it might not hurt less but it might just be easier to forget in time. Now Roger was going, falling away. There was no time anymore. But in away it was almost a peace. Mimi. Collins. Roger…it was almost over now. As the heart moniter went steady, a gentle sigh of relief pulsed through the room. It was over. It was done. They could relax.

If Heaven and Hell decide

That they both are satisfied

Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you

When your soul embarks

Then I'll follow you into the dark

The time for sleep is now

It's nothing to cry about

Cause we'll hold each other soon

The blackest of rooms

If Heaven and Hell decide

That they both are satisfied

Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you

When your soul embarks

Then I'll follow you into the dark

Then I'll follow you into the dark