****TRIGGER WARNING****
I kinda suck at guitar, but I finished the song. It was for Frank. I started to play.
Remember me
Remember me
Remember me
Remember me
Where, where will you stand
When all the lights go outAcross these city streets?
Where were you whenAll of the embers fell?
I still remember them
Covered in ash
Covered in glass
Covered in all my friendsI still think of the bombs they buildIf there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memoryCan I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for meAnd if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone
How would you be
Many years after the disasters
That we've seen
What if we learned
Of all the people burning
Purifying flame
I'll say it's okayI know you can tell
And though you can see me smileI still think of the guns they sell
If there's a place that I could beThen I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our own
Face all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone
The only hope for me
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is you
The only hope for me is youThe only hope is!
If there's a place that I could be
Then I'd be another memory
Can I be the only hope for you?
Because you're the only hope for me
And if we can't find where we belong
We'll have to make it on our ownFace all the pain and take it on
Because the only hope for me is you alone
The only hope for me is you alone
I felt tears prickle my eyes. I hate frank.. okay.. maybe that was a little lie. Okay, maybe its a lie that I blew way out of proportions. I loved him. I still love him. How could he do this to me? Should I go back and forgive him? Would he even want to see me? I set my guitar back in its case and crawl into my covers. I started to cry.
*frankies pov*
I hate myself. Was the thoughts I had for the past week. Its been a week. A week without a text or call. A week without morning hugs or late night kisses. Okay, that was girly but.. I miss it.
I hate myself. I can't even think about anything else. Just those 3 words and gee. I looked at my arm that had the scars from my teenage years. I still remember the feeling and truth be told I haven't even thought about since I met gerard.
I got up and went to the bathroom...
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