I saw it... I saw it clearly.

That crimson liquid that trailed down the side of your face.

Now tell me am I asleep, am I dreaming?

I hope that could be the case

But it looks so real.

Your body's so cold...so cold that I freeze when I touch...

When I touch your once bright skin.

The one that would flush when I openly embarrased you.

The lips now pale, the ones that with a smile could brighten up my day.

 

So tell me...tell me it's not real.

I've run out of hope,

I let you hold my heart and now you took it without a word.

 

So tell me...tell me it's not real,

Those pale lips,

That cold touch.

 

Your wrists are slashed, and though you can no longer feel pain,

I feel it enough for the both of us.

 

So tell me, why did I do it?

Why take a life that I owned,

Why destroy the one thing that kept me alive?

What will happen now that her facade is dead?

That my one creation was thrown away?

 

Right now..I'm useless...I'm nothing without her.

Nothing without the her I created all those years ago.