No matter the tragedy,
Even if your heart stops going 'doki-doki' ,
Even if you are lost to suicide,
We will be together forever.
Though you are not my love,
And we will never share a kiss like that,
Even if you are in death's cage,
My hands will always be intertwined with yours.
Though your death will bring me sadness,
As I feel your heartbeat slowing, making mine go faster,
My vertigo isn't your fault.
And neither was this hole.
This sparking pit of hell,
Embedded in my face.
And now, alone in this torture chamber with you,
In a sticky, sparky situation.
The crimson wounds turned yellow on my arms.
But we aren't alone, are we?
That sound from my other half.
What a silly, silly sound.
My sparky eye sees that little kitty.
An aura coming out from its own empty hole.
We look on at that little girl, you included.
So like me.
Yet so different.
Just like all people.
So could you please.
Please, please, please.