Romance among the skulls. Romance among the graves. The cemetary awaits us. Hopeless romance is what we have begun. The shadows among the tombstones laugh with glee. They know that this will be the end of me. Taking the knife I had hidden in my dress, I stab my heart with all my strength. Our romance began with the skulls and the graves, now its down the drains in the morgue. You attempt to get the knife out of my chest, only did I know that you were causing my end. When help arrived, I had already died. Our romance ended after you pulled the knife from my chest. After the funeral, you head to the morgue. Your romance belongs with one who is damned. You damn yourself to be with me. You awake to a demon. She is me. Now our romance will never end....