The breath was painful. Deception surrounded me. I couldnt bring myself to read the next line. I looked down at the paper to be sure that what I was seeing was really there. My hand was clutching the wrinkled white notebook paper. My knuckles were an odd color. A mixture of white with blood red. It’s ironic. It reminded me that I would have died for you. I gave you all of me. You took it. You took it away from me. The choice was yours. Im taking that away from you. Now, we are going to die for me.
Note: This is for Lance’s 100 word song. The song is #1 crush by Garbage. This song has a lot of meaning for me. This is also the first thing I have written in a long time.