Tommy woke up.
He wishes he didn't.
Tommy wishes he never was alive.
He wishes that he wasn't so stupid that he let Wilbur leave. It's all his fault, and he can't do anything about it. Today is the 27th of November, the day before their anniversary. The day Tommy and Wilbur met, the first day they became brothers. Tommy decided he would risk it all today, he woke up feeling spicy, and he wanted to not give a fuck about anything today. He just didn't care anymore, Ranboo and Tubbo are best friends now anyways, good for them I guess? Well, he should be happy for them, because that's all Wilbur was when Tubbo replaced him.
Happy.
Maybe if Tommy was better, Wilbur would've been happy. Maybe if Tommy wasn't here, Wilbur could've been comfy at home with his parents. His fault. His fault. His fault. His fault.
No
Everything is okay.
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Tommy walked over to his bathroom, careful not to make a sound, as it is 3 am. He opens his cabinets to find his antidepressants. He writes a note on his phone
Im sorry Wilbur, for I was the reason you aren't here. You aren't here, Wilbur. Your guitar still lays in the same spot you left it, the night you left me. That night was so warm, Will. I'm sorry I made you go, it never should've turned out this way, but it did.
I am your sunshine, and you are my moon. I could never go without you.
I learned guitar for you Wilbur. I learned our song on it, too. You are my brother Wilbur. Youre the shadow in my figure. You filled the hole no one else did. But youre gone. And if youre seeing this, Happy brother-anniversary! It's been the best years of my life I've spent with you, but now, you have to spend the rest without me. I've always wanted to leave, but now I've made up my mind.
I am leaving.
I will love you forever
- The Sun
YOU ARE READING
You Are My Sunshine
BeletrieWhen Tommy was feeling down as a child, Wilbur would play "you are my sunshine" on the guitar to cheer him up.
