• I see him in a bar
    And I watch from a far as he talks with a girl
    With hair mimicking my own with blazing red curls
    I tell myself to look away or go somewhere else
    Yet I watch narrowly as he gapes at her

    I order a drink to cool my still hot passion for him
    And mange to look away for a while
    When I feel a hand on my shoulder
    I turn and a cold chill runs through my veins
    It is the man who took my heart and broke it in half
    But still hasn't given it back

    He tells me he made a mistake
    And that he wishes that I would take him back
    But when he sees a tear run down my face
    He knows what I'm about to say,
    "It's just to late."

    He ran from the bar in a rush of emotion
    I go after him with an air of urgency
    I find him at the park in a cloud of regret
    The very park where we first met
    I watch at a distance in horror as he pulls out a knife
    And I realized what terrible act he's about to commet

    I hurry to him to tell him I'm sorry
    I catch him as he starts to faint and fall to my knees with him
    He utters his dieing words in sorrow,
    "I'll love you even in death"
    Then he colses his eyes into a wakeless sleep

    I take the razor sharp knife and give into my grief
    Steel meets the crimson mettalic color of my open veins
    And I collapse next to the only one I truly loved
    And the last words I speak are:
    "I swore I would follow you to the end,
    And now I have
    My Beautiful Thomas"