Blue Lily

Goodbye and God Bless.

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                                                                               Lily's POV.

Cradling myself into a ball, I cried and cried.

My Mikey, my sweet Mikey.

I wrote a song just before I said goodbye.

Dear Mikey,

Oh my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch. A long lonely time,And time goes by so slowly And time can do so much,Are you still mine? I need your love,I need your love. God speed your love to me. Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea,To the open arms of the sea. Lonely rivers sigh "wait for me, wait for me" I'll be coming home, Wait for me. Oh my love, my darling. I've hungered, Hungered for your touch. A long lonely time,And time goes by so slowly, And time can do so much,Are you still mine? I need your love, I...I need your love. God speed your love to me.

All my love your Beautiful Blue Lily.

There was nothing left for me anymore, Mikey touched someone, in the way he touched me. Mikey didn't want me, he wanted her, I cried and reached for the black handled knife that supported me through all my problems.

I walked into the bathroom and sat myself in the bathtub. 

Whispering goodbye, I took the knife and scratched my way through my wrists, above my veins. Above my arteries. I watched the blood pour out, moving my way to my stomach, I cut my way through each side and blacked out.

Saying Goodbye, I whispered I love you and let myself go. Away with the fairies my mother used to say.

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Now to all of you beautiful people, if you love someone hold onto them, hug them, kiss them, and share every small detail with them, because as you see, it only takes one thing to push someone away. I pushed Mikey away when I shouldn't of. I pushed everyone away, and I let things get on top of me. Sitting upstairs as you call 'Heaven' everything is just whiteness. I witness Mikey crying everyday, I witness his thoughts, and his tears that flood around him. Oh how I know now that he loves me so. Oh I know now that whatever I did for Mikey to betray me I regret. I'll say it again and I'll say it for the last time, if you love someone, share the happy times, also the sad times, argue and make up, fulfill your dreams together, and hold eachother at least once a day. Come together and discuss your problems, come together and share your thoughts. As Mikey always used to call me, I'm just a Beautiful Blue Lily, that now sits on a stalk. I am no person, I am no soul. I am only remembered as a daughter, as a friend, as an aquaintance, and as Mikey's long lost love.