I'm sitting in the back, black suit in the pouring rain. You're lying alone, cold as the storm above us.
We were supposed to be together, and we are. Not in the way anyone can see, but in the way only you and I know.
If you're happy, I'm happy. And I know you are. So I tell myself I should be, too.
I'll go back to performing soon. Maybe in a week or so.
The people here, they don't know you.
They're here because they know of me, know of you. They always want to be a part of something, even if they know nothing.
And they don't, they just want to look like it. To put their finger on something that was never theirs. It was ours. And I guess you know this, too...
I go back to when I left every night. Rethought it. Every time, I see myself making the same decision, leaving. I would always leave you. But for all the right reasons. And when I come back to reality every night, I realize that I would've made the wrong choice. Every single time.
I'd go back and change my own mind, but I can't.
Now you aren't mine anymore. You aren't anyone's.
People come and try to hug me, to tell me they're sorry for my loss.
It's not about me.
I tell them I appreciate it, and come right back to you.
But there's one person in that crowd. One woman. She came for all the wrong reasons, but looked at me with all the right emotions. You'd like her. She says her name is Harley.
She's not like you. But you'd love her. I do... And I think that's why, because I couldn't stand for you to be replaced. You won't ever be replaced by anyone, not even close. But you aren't here, and she is. There's nothing between us, other than her being there for me. Like I should've been for you.
I'm going to start playing music again. Writing it. Everything. I'm going to start living again, like you told me. I swear. I love you.
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You're My Everything
FanfictionShe knew not of life or death; she knew of sadness. Whether she'd see him or not, she knew he'll never see her again.