We're so far away from you

She left...and I moved on (Gerard)

its been five years since she left me.

no explanation, just a note.

that was all.

we are currently headlining the good old warped tour.

its a good distraction.

get my mind off of things.

"hey Mikes you want to go walking around the grounds."

"yeah sure lets go."

I tugged at my necklace that held the ring that I couldn't seem to throw away.

I couldn't.

but she left, and I had moved on.

"hey Gee I am going to make a quick call alright?"

"Okay I am gonna be by the stage."

"kay."

I stood by the merch booth and just watched the bands go on one by one and at the same time heard music from the other stages.

"you are the only exception, you are the only exception."

those words rang through my head and walked towards the sound of it.

It sounded like...no it couldn't be

"oh i'm on my way to believing."

I ran towards the voice.

but only to find that the band had already gone off stage..

my mind is playing tricks on me,

its like I almost hear her everywhere I go.

I just walked around thank god no one was bothering me.

I didn't feel well enough to sign autographs.

but I was watching these two kids get treated like royalty with a whole bunch of people asking for their autographs.

I didn't see much but I heard some of their conversation when they met up with some other musicans on the tour

"Uncle Brenden!"

"Aunt Hayley!"

"Hey kiddos how has it been?"

"Where is your mom?"

"Oh moma went to rest she was tired after her set."

"Yeah can you sign my sticks Aunt Hayley?"

"Sure thing sweetheart. only if you sign my shirt."

"Okay!"

"Uncle Brenden can you sign my guitar."

"Sure thing sport but can you sign my hat?"

"Yeah!"

these two kids had matching outfits.

but the little girl wore a bow around her waist.

interesting and the but carried a guitar.

huh. these two were fascinating.

"Hey kids come on we have to go meet up with mama come."

"Okay bye aunt hayley! see you later!"

"Alright sweetie come by the bus anytime you want."

"Okay."

"Bye uncle Brenden."

"bye kid come and see me on stage."

"We will and moma will come too okay?"

"awesome see you two later."

and then they walked off with a really skinny guy, I guessed he was the dad.

I walked off and headed back towards the bus.

all I could think about for some odd reason was her.

the one who left.

Ms. Isabella Black