You can be king again-
Lauren Aquilina
You're alone, you're on your own, so what?
Have you gone blind?
Have you forgotten what you have and what is yours?
Roman was loosing himself. He didn't see the point anymore. Always insulted, and called out on his mistakes. Because he does the same thing to others. Well he did do that.
Glass half empty, glass half full
Well either way you won't be going thirsty
Count your blessings not your flaws
Only you seemed to see Roman's decrease in pep and joy. And you weren't going to stand around and watch as his crown fell to the ground and dirt covered it's once purely golden exterior.
You've got it all
You lost your mind in the sound
There's so much more
You can reclaim your crown
"Roman?" You called, knocking on the door to his room. No reply.
You're in control
Rid of the monsters inside your head
Put all your faults to bed
You can be king again
You carefully entered the fancifal trait's room. Taking notice of Roman's figure laying on the bed and the muffled cries escaping his quivering lips.
You don't get what all this is about
You're too wrapped up in your self doubt
You've got that young blood, set it free
You sat by his head running your fingers through his fluffy purple hair. Allowing the once overconfident man to let out all his built up feelings.
You've got it all
You lost your mind in the sound
There's so much more
You can reclaim your crown
You're in control
Rid of the monsters inside your head
Put all your faults to bed
You can be king
Roman sat up and scooted closer to you, resting his head on your shoulder and tightly wrapping his arms around your waste.
There's method in my madness
There's no logic in your sadness
You don't gain a single thing from misery
Take it from me
"Roman?" You question. "Yes M'Lady?" He sounded so. Just so broken. "Do you remember what I told Virgil last week?" You continued. "Yes?" He was confused. "Repeat it."
You've got it all
You lost your mind in the sound
There's so much more
You can reclaim your crown
You're in control
Rid of the monsters inside your head
Put all your faults to bed
You can be king
"Every person is like glass, easily shattered. It's up to others to put them back together." Roman replied. "Roman," you say seriously. "I will put you back together."
You've got it all
You lost your mind in the sound
There's so much more
You can reclaim your crown
He took his head off your shoulder and looked you in the eyes. Your eyes flickered to his lips then back to his shiny brown eyes. "Roman?" You asked, receiving a huh in reply as you saw his eyes flickered between your own and your lips. "Kiss me." It was meant to be a question, but it wasn't. He leaned in and pressed his lips to yours.
You're in control
Rid of the monsters inside your head
Put all your faults to bed
You can be king again
~543~
Roman is an ass sometimes, but he gets way to much hate. He's supposed to represent Thomas ego as well, so it's what he's supposed to do. And he's been working on it.
