My Heart Is Ripped Open, Shredded, Leaking

I’ve Been Searching A Long Time For Something I Think I Lost. I Felt Like I Found Something When I Saw You Back There.

You Should Have Taken Me With You," I Whisper To Him. Then I Lean My Head Against His And Begin To Cry. In My Mind, I Make A Silent Promise To My Brother's Killer. I Will Hunt You Down. I Will Scour The Streets Of Los Angeles For You. Search Every Street In The Republic If I Have To. I Will Trick You And Deceive You, Lie, Cheat And Steal To Find You, Tempt You Out Of Your Hiding Place, And Chase You Until You Have Nowhere Else To Run. I Make You This Promise: Your Life Is Mine.

I Scream For Everything That Has Gone Wrong. I Scream For Everything Broken In Our Lives.

I Take A Step Toward Him And Grin Cheerfully. "with All Due Respect, I Don't See The Republic Tacking Up Wanted Posters With Your Pretty Face On Them.

I Want To Run. To Do What I Always Do, Have Always Done, For The Last Five Years Of My Life. Escape, Flee Into The Shadows. But This Time, I Stand My Ground. I'm Tired Of Running.