Blood everywhere. In my mouth. On my clothes. On his hands. I see him through hazy red, my lids nearly closing. “Baby, please…please…” he begs in a broken voice, and I can see the tears in his beautiful eyes. The eyes that I turned empty. The eyes that I destroyed. “Please don’t go, baby, please…don’t leave me…please…stay with me…stay with me…you have to stay with me…”
