Title: With You

Summary: A sequel to In The End

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Don't sue me.

Notes: Song is With You- By Linkin Park. Read In The End before this one. Bosco/Cruz Shipper warning stamp. Don't like- don't read- don't flame.

I woke up in a dream today

To the cold of the static / and put my cold feet on the floor

Forgot all about yesterday

Remembering I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore

It wasn't that long after that night I sat on the ground, letting the rain pelt down on me. The ice cold crystals were made to fall down on me, mix with the tears that had fallen, trying to push me over the edge to breaking. I was unwanted in the spirits presence, maybe besides one.

Well at least I could only hope.

A little taste of hypocrisy

And I'm left in the wake of the mistake / slow to react

Even though you're so close to me

You're still so distant / And I can't bring you back

The wind grew fierce as I focused my eyes on the tombstone in front of me. I clutched my coat tighter around me as I hung my head down in sorrow.

He knew I was there.

My mascara was smeared down my cheeks as I read over the stone again and again. I didn't care though as to how I looked.

I was aware I looked like shit, only because I felt like it too.

It's true / the way I feel

Was promised by your face

The sound of your voice

Painted on my memories

Even if you're not with me

I'm with you

I guess I really can't help but feel responsible. I could lie in my bed every night and cry for you, but I know it can't bring you back. No matter how hard I cry, no matter how far I fall.

You're gone and now only an essence to the wind.

You  Now I see keeping everything inside With You

I could have saved you.

We could have worked it out.

You Now I see Even when I close my eyes With You

We could have been together.

But you had to give up. Cause you gave it all you had.

I hit you and you hit me back

We fall to the floor / the rest of the day stands still

Fine line between this and that

When things go wrong I pretend the past isn't real

The longer I stay here the harder I cry the tears that had waited to be shed for so long now.

I run my fingers along the icy grave, tracing the engraving of your name.

Maurice Boscorelli

A Fallen Hero

1970-2003

Now I'm trapped in this memory

And I'm left in the wake of the mistake / slow to react

Even though you're close to me

You're still so distant

And I can't bring you back

Taking out a single red rose from my bag, I place it on top the stone. The rain immediately falls upon it, but the drops simply repel down the petals. Sitting back for a moment I kiss my hand before placing it on to the top and whisper, "I'm sorry."

No

No matter how far we've come

I can't wait to see tomorrow

I guess a part of me feels responsible for what happened to you. I know I added on to the stress that made you want to cry at night, the pain that made you want to end it. And now you lay alone and cold in the ground for your spirit with always be with me and mine will always be…

With you