🍔𝔹𝔼𝔼𝕃𝕩𝔾ℕ!𝕄ℂ - ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴏ

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[11:46 am]

"He was never mine,
but losing him broke my heart."

Bringing the baby blue
mug up to your lips,
you took a small sip before turning your head out of the cafè window.
Opposite you,
your friend sat,
eyes full of pity.

"Aw... It'll be fine,
MC, you'll meet someone new soon.
Just gotta stay positive, yeah?"

Looking back and focusing your attention on her again,
you saw right through her plastered-on,
fake and pitiful smile.
So you gave her a small one in reply,
slowly placing your cup back down onto the coaster.

"Yeah, I guess you're right.
It's just tough, I feel so lonely without him..."

"And that's natural!
Trust me,
in a few months or weeks you'll be feeling so much better!
Time is key."
She sent you a playful wink before pulling out her phone and bringing her own mug to her lips,
sipping on it slightly as she scrolled through her feed,
presumably.

You leant against your hands,
cupping your face and staring down at your coffee,
letting out a heavy breath.
He was plaguing your thoughts,
again,
as if he hadn't been doing for the past few weeks.

All you could think about was the boisterous,
tall,
friendly,
kind,
open and warm orange haired boy who wouldve given you the world if he could've.
The image of his smile,
oh his big,
goofy smile repeated in your head,
and you found yourself sheepishly letting out a chuckle.
The demon who had once scared you,
due to his size and voice alone,
had become someone you were fond of.
Beelzebub had become someone you had learned to love,
to accept and to understand.

Yet he couldn't be yours now.
He wasn't yours then,
and he couldn't be yours now.
So for the rest of your small life,
all that will satisfy you will be the thoughts and memories you two shared.
How he always let you ride on his back or shoulders,
in a crowded place or just through the house or school,
how he always fed you and looked after you,
he always slept with your hands intertwined and it had been the sweetest sensation.
The sixth born was always there for you in times of need,
he was your cuddle buddy,
best friend,
your world.

And he will forever be your world,
until maybe,
just maybe,
you meet him in the afterlife.
But for now,
as you raised your mug back up to yours lips and gazing softly out of the window,
taking in the scenery,
the moments and memories you two had made would be enough.

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