A/N: Yeah, so I just felt the need to write something, and I don't have the journal that I wrote chapter seven of my story in, so I can't work on that. Anywho, reviews are wonderful, I promise I will respond to each review. So, enjoy!

Scarlet liquid,

Dripping,

Like juice from a cherry,

Or strawberry sauce.

Leaving tracks down your face.

But you don’t know,

You are unaware of the crimson drips,

Falling down your face.

I’m sorry I was too late,

The wound was too big.

I was too little too late.

I could not save you,

I had to leave you there.

I hope you understand,

I really want you to forgive me.

I know you can’t punish me,

But if you could keep me from punishing me.

I couldn’t stop the blood from flowing,

The gash was too old,

You had lost too much blood.

I couldn’t save you,

So I ran.

I ran like a coward,

Like the coward I am.

I didn’t even call for help,

I just left you.

Left you to be discovered by strangers,

Knowing I would never see your perfect porcelain skin again,

Your golden hair,

Your sky blue eyes.

I looked at you,

Then I ran.

So if you can forgive me,

Please,

I ran and didn’t look back.