Pete went to the store.
And somewhere in him he missed syk caring about him.
And the only way he thought to honor him was buying those plastic stars that stick to your ceiling.
He scattered them across the ceiling.
They were perfect
And suddenly Pete relized how much of his time he spent thinking about the boy.
How much he spent wishing he could remember them.
This was all indications of what a doctor would call obsession.
Pete wasn't obsessed though, don't get him wrong.
He liked the boy.
But he wouldn't classify himself as obsessed.
Infatuated was a better word.
Because he was really in love with who the boy was.
Or who they said they were.
Pete read the letter underneath the plastic glow-in-the-dark stars.
Pete..
I'll be okay.
I'm telling you because you will too.
We all will.
We're gonna live.
And you're gonna get older
And maybe living in this town isn't as bad as it seems.
It would be good if you had someone to spend it with.
Don't count it on being me.
I'm over you.
"People are leaves, they can't stay forever." -S.Y.K.
A/n::: vote please? I love you all until next time
xoxo Lana
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To people who leave: {petekey} (editing)
Hayran Kurgu"People are like leaves, they can't stay forever." Pete Wentz knows this. Someone tells him this everyday. Everyday Pete gets a letter from someone he supposedly doesn't know, or at least that's what they say. He knows basically everything about th...
