Lyrics
So long to all my friends
Everyone of them met tragic ends
With every passing day
I'd be lying if I didn't say
That I miss them all tonight
And if they only knew what I would say

If I could be with you tonight
I would sing you to sleep
Never let them take the light behind your eyes
One day I'll lose this fight
As we fade in the dark
Just remember you will always burn as bright

Be strong and hold my hand
Time-it comes for us, you'll understand
We'll say goodbye today
And I'm sorry how it ends this way
If you promise not to cry
Then I'll tell you just what I would say

If I could be with you tonight
I would sing you to sleep
Never let them take the light behind your eyes
I'll fail and lose this fight
Never fade in the dark
Just remember you will always burn as bright

The light behind your eyes
The light behind your

Sometimes we must grow stronger and
You can be stronger when I'm gone
When I'm here, no longer
You must be stronger and

If I could be with you tonight
I would sing you to sleep
Never let them take the light behind your eyes
I failed and lost this fight
Never fade in the dark
Just remember you will always burn as bright

The light behind your eyes
The light behind your eyes
The light behind your eyes
The light behind your eyes

The light behind your eyes
The light behind your eyes
The light behind your eyes
The light behind your eyes
The light behind your eyes
The light behind your eyes
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"Never let them take the light from your eyes..." I start to tear up as I close my eyes, slowly swaying to the beautiful voice reaching my ears. I open my eyes again, mesmerized both by the voice I hear, and the man the voice belongs to. Gerard Way. I continue to stare at him, the tears finally spilling down my cheeks. I feel a mixture of emotions that confuse me. Sadness that Gerard can sing this song so passionately- he must mean the lyrics. He must be hurting so much. A little jealously of the person he's singing about. Guilt that she must be hurting too. Or he. Happiness that I'm present. Then the ever present depression. I don't know what's strongest right now. As Gerard keeps singing, his gaze sweeps over the crowd. His eyes seem to linger on me, our eyes seeming to meet. But that's impossible. Especially since I hear people squealing that Gerard looked at them. Why would he notice me of all people anyways? I'm too ugly to look at. I almost let out a sob. I quickly wipe my tears, not wanting to show weakness, even though lots of the people here must feel the same way as me.
~*~
Too soon the concert is over. As I try to walk out of the packed concert hall, I get pushed into a door marked staff. I stumble and fall, the door being closed and locked as staff rush around me. No one spares me a glance. The concert has been over for at least 20 minutes now, people still exiting the building. Of course I was pushed around a lot, so I would be one of the last people to leave. I don't know what will happen now. I get up and slowly start weaving in between the dwindling staff members. I try to find a back exit, but to no avail. I sigh in frustration and lean against a wall, starting to panic. Soon, my panic develops into a full on panic attack. I'm breathing weirdly, and I can't move. Can't think. Panic and anxiety cloud my mind. Suddenly some one trips over my knees, which are drawn to my chest.
"Hey... are you okay?" I recognize the voice. But it can't be true. My thoughts leave as anxiety takes over again. I hear a sigh. "Of course you aren't, sorry that was a stupid question." I don't hear anything else for the next couple of seconds. I don't think about it. I can't think about it. "Well I hope you are okay with physical contact. If you aren't- I don't see how this can get worse for you right now anyways." I feel warm arms wrap around me. They are thin and boney, but warm all the same. The panic and anxiety ebb away slowly. After awhile, I look at the person hugging me. It can't be true. It can't. My heart stops.
"I-it c-c-can't be you c-can it?" The person draws his beautiful face away.
"Yeppers. Nice to meetcha. As you probably already know... I'm Gerard Way. And you are?" I stumble for words for a minute. Then I cover my feelings with a blank mask.
"Someone you won't remember." I smile sweetly.
"Don't give me that." Gerard growls looking angry and maybe... hurt.
"Well at least you will regret remembering me if you do. Everyone does one or the other." I continue smiling."
"Fine. Do what you want." Gerard looks like he's going to get up and walk away, but hesitates. "Do you keep your phone in your but pocket?" I nod uncertainly. I don't know why he would ask that. I doubt he would steal my phone- he can afford much better than a crappy flip phone. "Of course." He mutters, rolling his eyes. Suddenly, he reaches down to my butt, feels for a second before snatching my phone. I don't know what to do as I feel blood rush to my cheeks. Gerard quickly stands up and turns on my phone. After a second, I jump up to grab my phone.
"You can't do that!" I shout, referring to both of his actions. Gerard simply holds my phone out of reach, continuing whatever he's doing on my phone. He pauses with my phone high above his head to grab his own phone. He turns his phone on too, and starts looking from phone to phone, typing something in his. After a minute, he hands me my phone back.
"Make sure you answer private numbers." Then he walks away, almost sassily. I'm shocked. Did he just get my number...? I sink to the ground contemplating the situation I'm in. I can't believe I treated him like that... I can't believe he got my number. Does he actually want to remember me? I rush to find a staff member to lead me out the building, my mind too preoccupied to panic for once.

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