(A/N: So, I finally got around to actually writing something, and so I apologize if this is not very good. I don't really know what I think :))
Lonely – Benny Tipene
James:
So don't you cry your eyes on me, cause I'm the one that bleeds.
You had never hidden anything from James, so when you found out what he had been hiding from you, you were devastated. You knew he did it because he was scared, but it still hurt. What you didn't know, was how much it had hurt him too. He wanted nothing more than to trust you, but who could really blame him for not? He never really knew what people was in it for. You did everything in your power to show him, show him that you were in it because you loved him. You loved him more than you ever thought possible. The day he finally told you, the both of you started crying, even though he's the one who bleeds.
Connor:
This will end and I can start to find comfort in my lonely heart.
Since you had broken up, Connor had been a lonely heart, the only cure was you. And you were long gone. You had moved on fairly quickly, or so he thought. He always told his friends that this would soon end, and he would end up finding comfort in his broken and lonely heart, instead of only sadness and pain. Nobody really believed him, until he, too, started to move on. That happened the day he met her. To him, she was an angel sent from above. To you, she was the final end on your relationship. You had never truly moved on. But he had fallen in love with someone else, who had taken the place in his no more lonely heart.
Tristan:
Keep sleep walking through the days, as time slips away.
The days had slowly turned into a routine for you two. You'd get up, eat a silent breakfast, go to work, come home late, and watch tv until you went to bed. Part of you despised this, though it also felt safe. But the constant wall between the two of you made you lonely. Things haven't been the same since that one fatal day. Neither of you spoke of it, but it drained the colour from your relationship. On this very night, the two of you were for once talking, if you could call it that. More like screaming. All the pent up frustration were showing. In the end you made a mutual decision, this relationship was over. You quickly packed a bag, and went to a friends to stay for the time being. Time had slipped away from the two of you, in the sleep like pattern the two of you had gotten used to.
Bradley:
The tide has changed, and we're washed up far from home.
The two of you had ran away together. Away from all the pressure. Away from all the eyes watching your every move. Away from all the pain and sadness. You had fled to Kreta, the lovely island in Greece. Here the two of you had settled down for time being. The only people who knew where you were, was your families. You worked in a little bakery, around the corner from where you lived, whereas Brad worked as a musician in a little cafe, entertaining people with his guitar and his lovely voice. But sooner or later you had to go back. You had responsibilities, and you missed your families. The day the two of you returned home was a day of mixed feelings. You loved the lifestyle you had had on Kreta. You loved the freedom of being able to go wherever you wanted together. To do whatever you wanted, without being interrupted constantly. But it was also happy. The both of you had renewed energy, and was ready to see what the future would bring.
