But, in the end...
When you leave for good...
Will I really ever see you again?
You've done this before.
You've left me without coming back for years. And when you do come back, I'm too lost in happiness and love, that I forget about the pain you caused.
"Scott, I'll come back, I promise."
That's what you always used to tell me.
I can't exactly believe you anymore, but I can dream that one day I will.
Pain.
The exact definition is-
'Physical suffering or discomfort caused by illness or injury'
Is it always physical? Is it always caused by an injury or illness? I think you know the answer to that specific question, my friend. Or should I even call you that?
I guess I always felt bad, back in high school, when you were the victim of so many things.
Who's the victim now, huh?
Me.
And I'm okay with that.
Maybe I'll see you again. After the long day without you, my friend. And I can tell you all about it when I see you again. I've come a long way from where I began.
And I'll tell you all about it if I see you again.
Please.
YOU ARE READING
Scömìche One-Shots
FanfictionOne-shots of Mitch Grassi and Scott Hoying, featuring all of Pentatonix!