Don't be scared.
Okay?
It'll all pass.
The sorrow.
The pain.
It'll pass.
Like flowers flow through the wind.
This too shall pass.
The everlasting pain.
The timeless pain.
It'll pass and it will lose its title of everlasting and painless.
And it will only be a fraction of the scar it used to leave.
Pete wondered if the boy was ever going to leave him.
He didn't know anymore.
Didn't know what to think.
This boy was his reason to make it one more night.
And soon one more night was one more letter.
The boy was right.
You couldn't stop his story when you started.
Pete...
Who are we anymore?
Other than shadows on the walls.
And when the light is gone, the one that once casted our shadows.
We become memories.
And this town it'll be my memory.
I'm leaving soon.
This town holds too much pain and I can't stay.
My apartment is out of lease in 11 days.
I have 11 days to tell myself to stay and I truthfully can't do it anymore.
It's hard convincing yourself to do something that is wrong.
Makes you upset.
"People are leaves, they can't stay forever"-s.y.k.
A/n my writing is so shitty how does anyone stay and read this anymore.
So since the conversation has come up with a few people now. What do you think SYK stands for?
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To people who leave: {petekey} (editing)
Fanfiction"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...
