"You write songs, right?"
I nodded
And her smile grew wider.
"Sing one for me."
I thought about
Which of my songs
To play for her
And finally decided
On one of my struggles.
"You call me up
It's like a broken record
Saying that your heart hurts
That you'll never get over
Him getting over you"
I sang softly
Watching as she stared at me
Intently
Seeming to know
The true meaning of this song.
Judging by her intense gaze
And soft features
She understood
Everything.
"I'm sorry"
She said quietly
Biting her lip
And looking down at her lap.
"For what?"
"For not realizing
That all I needed
And all I wanted
Was right in front of me
Because I've been so blinded
By the idea of love
That maybe
Someone loved me
That I didn't see
The person who loved me most
Was my best friend."
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short and sweet
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the arctic monkeys series [5sos]
Fanfiction"i'm not afraid of death; i just don't want to be there when it happens." (cover by elle)