One

"For god's sake Jack, can't you just jump over it!"

"Maybe if you decided not to rip my fucking shirt I would, but I'm not going to let it get any more messed up, I mean, for fu-"
"So you would rather stay here and look good. Then finally get away?"
"You, know that's not how I feel, it's just, imagine what Joe would think if-"
"Do you know what Jack, piss off. I'll go without you, dya hear!"

The wind is mourning the death of something that was never alive. The sky, bland, tasteless. One could taste the bitterness of departure in the stale poignant air. The grass is dry. And Jack knows.

"Listen, do you think maybe, I should just stay?"
"What the hell Jack. What the hell. Are you shitting me, after ALL this time, you just want to -"
"It isn't that easy-"
"JUST GO AND FUCK JOE, WHY DON'T YOU!!"

It's hard to choose a path sometimes. And the fence seemed to loom higher over Jack and his friend. As the clouds were lowered by the fallen angels in the heavens below. Puppets controlled from below.

"Fine."
"What?!"
"I said fine. You can run away to fucking wherever you want to. But I'm staying here"
"Living the lie, but you PROMISED Jack, you PROMISED we would do this together, you PR-"
"I can't leave Jo-"

"SHE HATES YOU! AND SHE HATES ME, AND ALL SHE WANTS JACK, ALL SHE WANTS IS TO MAKE SURE THAT YOU DONT' L-"

Tears rain from her eyes.

"Shut up. Just go."

The words are acid from the fountain. They take over all pureness in their path. It seems time has stopped. And with all this, Jack says his final words to her.

"I would rather live a lie

Then die

With an essence of the pain

Which loneliness will bring

If I do sing

My lament for the past

And so these are my last:

Be what I could never be

And wipe away your tears

For with emotion one can never see

What shall come in future years"