First, you think the worst is a broken heart.

Six Degrees of Separation

I’m here, in my room, sitting on the bed.

Only the darkness is embracing me.

The smell of cigarette filled the air.

Holding a bottle of whiskey in my right hand, and the letter you left me on the other.

What the hell happened to us?

I noticed the picture we took together.

We both have genuine smile in our faces.

I remembered that time clearly.

You got too busy with your friends and band life; you got no time for me.

I remember myself crying because of it.

And to make me feel better, you surprised me one time in school.

I remembered your warm smile.

Your tight hug around my waist.

Your gentle whispers on my ear.

We just fooled around, not worrying about anything.

We promised each other… ‘till forever.

You said you wanted a picture, as a proof.

A proof that even once in our complicated lives, we were happy.

I smiled bitterly.

The taste of my tears mixing with the bitterness of alcohol.

And before I surrender myself to sleep, the last thing I remembered was you.

 

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jonginnie123 #1
Chapter 6: This is like really really sad×1000000000000 T_T anyways
pockypenguinmonster
#2
THIS IS SAD REALLY SAD. TAT