It may have meant nothing to you
But those were the moments
I lived for
And to see you forget them
To see you act like they never happened
Kills me
Did I really make it that easy to be just another pretty little face in your life?

I remember a conversation we once had
Where you told me this bit of advice
'Deep down inside,
Nessa,
Everyone just wants to be loved and accepted'
Can't you just accept that I love you?

You continue to say you love me
But you and I both know the truth
You don't love me
You just love the things I do
for you
If you truly 'still loved me'
like you always claim you do
We'd still be together
But here I am
Without you

I can picture everything so clearly in my mind
My heart pounding
Tears streaming down my face
That I didn't even know were there until you pointed them out
Seeing how upset I was
(At that point I was shaking)
You stopped walking, and pulled me in
You kissed my forehead
You told me it would be okay
You loved me.
You took my hand
And led me to a secluded spot
You told me I didn't have to do this
But did I have any other choice?

This city is dead
Full of mindless zombies
Ambling about their lives
Not a thought in the world
Is this what we've come to?
Shun the creative?
Hide the different?
This city is dead
This world is dead
If we don't start to do something
Our hopes are as good as dead

They call this living
This is not living
Living is somewhere with you
Somewhere far away
From here
With your hand in mine
Our toes in the sand
My head on your chest
The wind pulling through your hair
And the sweet scent of
'I love you'
Whispered over and over
For just us to hear
But this is not living
I am here and you are there
No sweet 'I love you's'
Just static silence
With on occasion
The lonely echo of
'I hate you'
bouncing off the walls
To lull myself asleep
There are no tender embraces
Just our fists
Pounding against nothing
In this barren desert of the past
This is not living
This is hell

The life faded from my dark brown eyes
The day you shot me dead
Pools of blood streamed down your hands
Unmoved you washed it off
Like it was nothing
Like I was nothing
Your light blue eyes like ice
Equally cold, you were grinning
As you took her hand and
Walked far away from my
Body, small and bleeding out
Not yet dead
Alive enough to see
Your true nature at last
*But it was too late for me