All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me
I'd do anything to the her to myself
Just to have her for myself
Now I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad
I ran. That's all I could do. Run. And that's when I saw him. Sitting on the curb with his face in his hands. I had to have him. I need to comfort him. To be there for him. I didn't know who he was at this time. But I needed him.
I woke up brething heavy. The same dream/nightmare every night. It's been 2 years since I went to my first Slipknot concert. That's where I met him. How could I forget? I've seen his band a few times between then and now. But I didn't get to talk to him. I waited for the day I got to meet him again. Then it happened...
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My Vermilion
Teen FictionJenna is a 29 year old bartender at the Wells Fargo Arena, looking for love within the heart of 33 year old rockstar Corey Taylor. Just when she thinks she'll never get a chance to meet him again, the opportunity comes. {In this story, Corey does no...
