by auntslappy282 » 12/19/2010 5:40 PM
I turned toward Flare. My heart stopped for a second. I looked at her. Tears poured down my face. Her hands were warm and her every word seemed as though it melted my heart. "How could you say such things? You left and you come back looking like that? Please do me a favor and get out of my sight." I looked at her then grabbed her arm and pulled her into a hug. "I missed you so much... Why did you leave me? My every day sucked since you left..." I knew that I thought of her as a big sister, and nothing more or less. My heart had hardened since she left, however, since she came back, everything I had worked so hard to fulfill when she was gone. My heart ached with the pain of knowing this might be the last time I'll be able to talk to her. "Please... One last time... Join us on a mission..."
This is gospel for the fallen ones,Locked away in permanent slumber,Assembling their philosophies,From pieces of broken memories.~ If you love me let me go,If you love me let me go,‘Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.The fear of falling apart,And truth be told, I never was yours.The fear, the fear of falling apart.~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~