I sit in a black room of nothingness, unsure how to feel about anything. I'm fighting, but I only hurt myself. Some days are better than others, I agree, but recently, no days have been.
I... who does that refer to anymore? I'm not one person, I'm many. But I'm not many people, I'm one. I tell myself it's going to be ok, but it seems so hard to believe right now.
Suddenly, a light peeks into the void. "Boyfriend? Are you ok?" Pico's voice echoes. We turn to look at him, expressionless. "Woah, what happened..." He grabs us, and tugs us out.
"Pico... you're better off with someone else..." Boyfriend says. "What? Shut up, Boyfriend, I'm not leaving you just because of... that." Pico gestures at the black goo sinking into Boyfriends skin.
"No, I mean, I'm too far gone. No matter how much help you give I'll fall right back into emptiness." He says. "And I'll be there to try and help you out again and again, no matter how many times it takes, alright?" Pico smiles, for once, having to be the optimistic one in their relationship.
Boyfriend tears up, hugging Pico. "I love you, never forget that, ok?" Pico says, hugging Bf back. "I-I love you too..." Boyfriend sniffles, crying on Pico's shoulder.
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It's been a rough week, but things are undoubtedly getting better!
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