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he's in the forest sitting at his piano.

he presses his piano keys.

"i know,

where you stand.

silent,

in the trees.

and that's,

where i am.

silent,

in the trees."

he waits for a reply.

stop it tyler you're such an idiot.

what are you trying to do anyways.

you thought i was gone?

you thought wrong.

like you always do.

you think about little happiness.

that's wro-

"why won't you speak?"

just shut up, happiness left.

unlike me.

why would i leave little ol' tyler.

"where i happen to be?"

haha what a loser.

try me.

oh wait you can't.

your arms are twigs.

he looks at his arms and tears fall down his soft, cold cheeks.

"silent...

i-in the... t-tre-es"

you're a coward!!!

you're a loser!!

you're an idiot!!

you're psycho!!!

nobody likes you!!

you might as well be dead.

he stands up.

"standing cowardly."

what are you trying to p-

"i can feel

your

breath.

i can feel

my

death."

sit do-

"I WANT TO KNOW YOU,

I WANT TO SEE."

shut up.

"I WANT TO SAY,

HELLO.

HELLO."

he starts to run.

"HELLOOO,

HELLO."

why are you running?

trying to get away from me aren't ya.

you see, that isn't possib-

"I KNOW

WHERE YOU STAND

SILENT IN THE TREES."

happiness left you idiot.

don't you get anything?

"AND THATS WHERE I AM.

SILENT IN THE TREES."

stop crying you big baby.

there's no reason to cry because someone's gone.

you're gonna be gone eventually as we-

"why won't you speak, where i happen to be? silent, in the trees. standing cowardly."

i start to run towards him.

"i can FEEL YOUR BREATH,

I CAN FEEL MY DEATH,

I WANT TO KNOW YOU,

I WANT TO SEEEE." he sees me.

"i want to say," he sings and breaks down into uncontrollable sobs but continues to run.

i run to him.

"hope," he whispers and our bodies meet.

we hug each other. tightly. lovingly.

"hello," i say.

"hello," he says onto my shoulder.

"i'm not leaving you, tyler," i whisper into his ear and kiss the side of his head.

he releases the hug as tears continue to fall down his face.

i wipe the tears away even though they keep coming. i grin and he does the same.

"you're so pre-"

"i love you tyler," i cut him off.

he places his forehead against mine and looks into my eyes.

"i love you too," he says before his lips meet mine.

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