Cold colours
It hurts. Hurts so fucking much. My head is much clearer now than it has ever been since the incident, I dare say the talks with the psychiatrist have helped. But I won't be allowed to forget what has happened, I have to face up to what I have done and try and redeem myself somehow. That will not be easy. How can I go back now and promise him that everything's going to ok? That I'll never do anything like that to him again? I can't. Can't do anything except try.
I hate being alone.
You made my life complete, and now I’ve lost you. Show me the way, Elijah, back to the world of the living and the life I long for. Bring me back to you.
Seek out a star. Hold on to the end.
I hate being alone.
You made my life complete, and now I’ve lost you. Show me the way, Elijah, back to the world of the living and the life I long for. Bring me back to you.
Seek out a star. Hold on to the end.