• Bloody Memories.


    There you were.
    So alone in that corner. You were...crying.
    Your face hidden in your sleeve; you didn't want me to see you.

    Until I lifted your head up, and saw that your eyes were...
    ...eaten away at your own fear.
    Your face bleeding red scarlet.
    Dripping down into my hand, down your arm.
    "I'm sorry," I whispered.

    The way you looked is what really killed me.
    It was like someone was taking a whip, and whipping me with it.
    I looked deep into your empty eye sockets, and said
    my last goodbye.