Cry me a River(one paragh story)
As he lifted her gently from the car, her ever lasting blood spilled on his white shirt yet again. Sobbing yet again, as he took each and every step he could. Finally collapsing when he reached their house. Their house was white, just like his shirt, and would soon he flowing with her blood too. His eyes where turning scarlet as the draped her onto their bed. Blood soaking through the sheets, once where blue now are purple. Grimacing as he folded her hands in an 'x,' her cuts still poring out blood just like his tears...
Finally kissing her check, he stepped back, nocting now just how much she was bleeding. Falling to his demize as his knees gave out. In away they both where crying each other a river; one with tears, and one with blood.
Whut do you think??