Sew My Broken Heart, I Keep Your Pure Heart Safe

love, loss, fate

This pain is too harsh for a mortal to bear, yet I'm stuck with it. The top of a tall building is a wonderful place. A gun is very alluring in its nature. Pills are a great pain reliever. Your wrists are very tender. A blade cuts just as deep as hurtful words.

Many an age find more ways to end a life. More ways to end suffering, pain or no pain. A quick blow to a devastated being will quickly make them bow. The reaper fears nothing and takes what he wants. Your life is just as meaningless as a tiny spec on the immortal plane.

Love, foreign in its nature, hurts even more than a long fall from a high place. Leave love to those who are happy and will stay happy. Leave hurt and deceit to those who know how to wield it to their own demise.

Emo, prep, it doesn't match up. Two very different spices of human. Prep are happy, cheerful, fools who are blinded by joy and light. Emo dark, brooding, not caring what happens to them, can see the true nature of the world. Death is the only option for emo. Survival is the only destruction for prep.

Yet prep and emo, together. It hurts emo and prep suffers to.

"Stitch my heart, and I'll make sure nothing breaks yours." Emo not knowing how he had said it wondered if love is really as painful as depicted.

"My heart is safe within your embrace." Prep said as if she knew that from all the cuts pills and falls emo took he will always be there to keep prep's heart safe.

"Love is a hurtful force. Do not cheat love for the reaper surely follows." Emo with wise words states with a passion that he will only withstand so much before destruction.

"One true love stands before all else. No matter what obstacle love will keep us bound." Prep with open arms states an equally true statement.

"You are my roses let me be my thorns." Emo speaks truest of words not to run off prep. But to see if embrace grows stronger or weaker.

"Then be my thorns for me and I'll be my roses too." Prep with a tighter embrace speaks the truer words than that of truest.

"Allow me to present the best I can give in the mortal plane that is our world. The promise that keeps us bound together who ever out live the other." Emo says with a large pain growing from his heart. That would be his love for prep.

"With that of mind keep us bound in this life and forever on." Prep winces with the thought of letting emo go.

"From eternity and less we are bound as one on the plane of mortal existence. As we leave we leave together or we stay until both times have come." Emo speaks to the reaper himself as they are both whisked away to salvation.