This may not be interesting.
This may not be life changing.
But this is my romance.
This is my heart, my tears, my joy, my pain.
Three years ago, I was the new girl. He was the school freak. I took one look at him and knew I had to know more. A few weeks past and we were inseperable. I introduced him to bands such as My Chemical Romance and Panic! At The Disco, we bonded over our love for music, and our love for each other.
I took him to see MCR when they toured Australia, we were right at the stage. I touched Gerard and Mikey, and Frank ever so politely sprayed water from his mouth onto me. We went camping later that year, and in the middle of the night a felt him hug me from behind and whisper into my ear "I want to be with you forever". My heart melted, he thought I was asleep. Over the course of many months I owed up to him that I was in love with him. He looked at me and smiled, his eyes beaming into mine with almost hypnotic power. It was wonderful, I thought that perhaps, he may be the one.
Then just a week before school commenced I invited him over, he never came. I callled him, he never answered. And then I revieved email from people I didn't even know telling me to leave him alone and that I was a fat ugly whore. I cried, I still cry. I wrote to him, he wrote back telling me to never contact him again, and that he was amazed I actually fell for his trick.
Three years ago I was the happiest woman alive. Now I am just a shell, a hollow, empty, shell. I thank My Chemical Romance greatly, their music inspires me to keep my heart beating even though I want to rip it out of my chest and burn it. Even though I cry and cut, I know some day someone will heal me of these scars. It's just a matter of when that day will arive.
MCR - My heart beats in sync with your music, your lives and your love.
-NeverLetThemTakeYou
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