Chapter 12: But Loving Him Was Red

Chapter 12: But Loving Him Was Red

She's gotten better. Ryan thought. Her voice has improved immensely since I last heard it, it's gotten stronger.

"'Alice:

Loving him was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street

Faster than the wind,

Passion ain't a sin

Ending so suddenly.

Loving him was like trying to change your mind

Once you're already flying through the freefall

Like the colours in autumn, so bad,

Just before they lose it all.

Losing him was blue like I'd never known

Missing him was dark grey all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met

Loving him was Red.

Loving him was Red.

Touching him was like

Realising all you ever wanted was right there in front of you

Memorising him was as easy as knowing all the words

To your old favourite song

Fighting with him was like

Trying to solve a crossword and realising there's no right answer

Regretting him was like

Wishing you'd never found out that love could be that strong

Losing him was blue like I'd never known

Missing him was dark grey all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met

Loving him was Red.

Oh, Red. Burning Red.

Remembering him comes in flashbacks

And echoes

Tell myself it's time now,

Gotta let go

But moving on from him is impossible

And I just see it all in my head

In burning Red.

Loving him was Red.

Oh, losing him was blue like I'd never known

Missing him was dark grey all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met

Cause loving him was Red.

Yeah, yeah Red.

Burning Red.

And it's a right he's spinning round in my head

Comes back to me, burning Red.

Yeah yeah

His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street."'