im-a-graveyard

you had me in the beginning i've never felt this way. you stole my heart july 6th i've never been the same. But you, said you loved me. And you lied. And you, abandoned me. and i died. you kissed and embraced me those were the days There isnt a night you're not on my mind almost 9/10 of my day. but you, said you loved me and you lied. And you, abandoned me and I died. A year has past I wish we were intact you never did write back I still crave you But i hate you oh how much you've changed. You broke my heart. June 25th I havent been the same.

Gerard's P.O.V. I wish Frank was a teddy bear. So that i could cuddle wuddle him all day long and poke him in the stomach and make him laugh like that Pillsbury dough boy. So cute. I reach for the pack of cancer sticks on the coffee table, and dig my lighter out of my hoodie pocket. "She's not coming back, is she Gee?" Mikey says quietly, head down and staring at his wallet layed in front of him. He looks distressed. He always gets like this when Sky leaves..does my brother have a little "thing" for Sky? I smirk and shake my head. Sky HAS been gone for 4 days already, usually she comes back after a night or two. But four days? "God, if

Chapter 23. Frank's P.O.V. "What do you mean shes gone? Where'd she go?" I yell furiously at Mikey, throwing my glass. It shatters and leaves shards in the wall paper. Where is my Sky? This isnt like her to not tell me where shes run off to. Mikey cringes, adjusting his glasses. "All i know is that she told me she went for a stroll of fresh air. She's a big girl, and knows what is trouble. Besides, she can handle herself without you being up her ass twenty four seven." Mikey shoots at me harshly, getting up and balling his fists. I let out a low growl from the pit of my stomach, threatening him. He doesnt back off. "Chill out you two

Five years later.  The slight breeze of autumn tickles my pale china doll white face. MY hand digs into the deep scratchy wool pockets of my peticoat. The antcipation grows. I hope Frank has enough sense in that silly head of his not to follow me here. Stopping dead in the dense woods. leaves crying under footsteps. "Lets just hope he decides to show" I heave , taking a seat on a near boulder. The moon peeks through bare branches, curious of the events about to occur. Has it really been five years? I havent aged since then....the aging process stops once one is bitten by a vampire. One of the plus sides to being the walking dead. My b

Won't you lay down on me? Sing me our melody. Transform my tradegy And take my hand. it rings. Pick up the phone and wait. Your voice so sweet I quake. Take the end and put in a new beginning. Your face it makes me shake. Let my words bleed on you. I will forever.