''character death,, mention of weed,, sensitive topics??,, (basically my attempt of angst)
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maybe it was the weed, maybe it's the overwhelming feeling of regret lingering in the room. but let's be honest it's neither of those.
some said he needed help since he wasn't 'mentally stable' but lev disagreed, it's the grieving process one goes through when they lose the one thing that kept them alive.
now, the silver haired male was just a waste of space, simply just existing without a purpose. to be fair he used to have a purpose on the planet, key words ''𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤''.
everything was too much for him, the snippets of 𝙝𝙞𝙢, the whole reason he was alive. it was as if his purpose was so close, yet it was always out of reach.
lev's pov
it's like i can feel you here with me, i can picture it perfectly actually, me running my fingers through your hair, talking about who knows what. taking time for granted, the thought of you leaving never occurred to me, there was so much more for you here. so much more for us, now i lay next to your grave wondering if i was there maybe things would've been different, maybe you'd still be here, maybe i wouldn't have taken your love and time for granted.
i feel everything, but nothing at the same time, how do you feel to know that you're the one responsible for this, 𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙤?
how does it feel to know that you haven't strayed from my mind since the day your time on the planet had ceased? does it make you feel happy that you exist in my mind, tearing me apart every second i think of you.
how does it feel to know that i will never be able to fully move on from you? you just left without telling me goodbye, it's quite selfish to say all this, but i feel as if it's more than deserved for me to say that, you will 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 rest in peace because you're always and forever will exist in my fucked up mind.
-𝘭𝘦𝘷 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘣𝘢
yuh, i was craving angst while listening to 'the world caves in'. this is kinda focused on lev but, yuh-
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