and now?
where were we?
check the play write.
ah yes.
and you see now.
we're lost.
it's all your fault.
if you could ever save me.
tell me.
you smile and say you love me.
you tell me you'll be there.
"always baby."
where are you now?
i feel as if i'm running in circles
just to find your face
and tripping over my own two feet just to please you.
oh. and is this where it ends?
my dear mr. holmes,
i do belive you're wrong this time
but of course you've gone mad, my dear watson.
-
you say you'll kill them.
i ask you why
if they try anything.
don't think i won't kick their asses.
but of course, my love
you're always there?
correct?
suddenly, blood fills the room.
draining from my wrists.
my neck
my legs.
and where are you?
any where but here.
STOP!
your point is crystal clear, my love.
we can't go anywhere if you call yourself the ass.
share the blame.
it's mine.
-
do you love me?
i wouldn't sait
if i didn't mean it
i love you with all my heart.
always babe.
you're mine.
i'm not sharing.
and they lived happily ever after.
but wait my dear reader,
where is the encore?
and you would be sad if you lost me.
i don't know weather to call you a liar
or
say i would die without you.
i know i wouldn't
i'd kill myself.
i have to try to make you happy.
it's my job.
i don't care.
just...
kiss me.