Where does love Go when it Dies
Written By: Eliza




I can't believe she's gone.

I mean, we have so much together. We have a child to
think of, a life to live together, and she's
just...gone.

I tried very hard to do it right this time out, but I
guess it wasn't good enough. Sure, we fought, but
hell, what couple doesn't? I guess when it got ugly,
she got tired of it all and said to hell with it.

Every time I look at my child, I see her. I see her
lovely face, those eyes...and it hurts even more. I
know there's no getting her back no matter what I do,
no matter what promises I make. My friends tell me
that things are going to be okay, but I don't think I
believe them this time.

I've never listened to any of our stuff after we've
finished an album. You live with the damn songs for so
long, by the time they're done with and taped, you
don't want to hear them again unless it's in concert.
Still, I've first run copies of everything, and I find
myself digging one particular CD out and slipping it
into the car's CD player. I let the first song flow
over me, losing myself in the bitterness, the rage.

Before I can remember to change the setting from
"random" to "regular," the tracks switch to a song I
DO NOT want to hear. I have to pull over because the
memories this song dredges up from inside me hurt too
much. I lean against the steering wheel and cry until
there's nothing left.

I remembered the night we taped Joe's vocals for the
song. He was in a lot of pain too, but not the kind
the song talks about. His back was messed up really
bad and he channeled all of that agony into the song.
I thought he was going to hurt more than his back by
the time he was done. He kept his eyes closed the
whole time and didn't open them until he had listened
to the mix all the way through. The rest of us would
add our parts later, but even without them, the song
just ACHED all over. I've had fans tell me they can't
listen to the song very often because it wakes up some
buried memory they don't want to resurrect. Phil's
guitar solo was perfect, he pulled it off in one take
just from hearing a couple chords from Vivian. And it
worked. Too bad a lot of fans didn't like the album, I
thought we did really well with it.

Not much matters now. I guess I'll go back home now,
back to the house that once again is empty of light
and laughter and try not to think of the way Joe sang
the final verse.

"...but where does love go when it dies?"

 

~ The End ~

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