Lovers Lament (One Shots)

Laying out my life

"A perplexing spectacle plays out on the stage of life as the lights go down on the last act of our high school drama. My closest friend, has moved to a celestial body of newly discovered fame by becoming a star, leaving me to face my own thoughts alone. And while he rises to the stars I stay here, in the darkest depths of my emotions."

I want my best friend back.

It's our last year in high school. Last year, my best friend Skylar auditioned for a big musical company where he could fulfill his biggest wish and become a star in the industry. After being accepted he started training day and night to become the best and he finally debuted not long ago, along with a group of another eight people, forming the group called Nexus. And his amazing vocals had made him stand out over everyone else. The new group has been quickly ascending in popularity over the past months and are really known around the country.

Of course, I'm happy for him. I have always been. But the overwhelming feeling of inferiority I get when I walk next to him, as everyone's eyes around the school shoot at him in admiration feels like a punch in the throat every single time. And it's not like I see him that much, because when I try to look for him at school between our classes or even when school is finished, he always gets surrounded by the kids in our school trying to befriend him, and he always ends up moving me away. He is emerging in popularity while I just get pushed to the side like the useless wrapper of a sweet piece of candy. With shared moments getting easily and without even thinking about it replaced by the demands of stardom of Skylar.

But I wish it was easier. That he was just my best friend. That I didn't feel like every problem in my foolish and unimportant life went away every time I even only looked at him. God, I just wish I hadn't been falling that quickly into the dark pit we call love.

Time, and time again I had been trying to forget about this silly crush, but it seems like the only option in my roulette of love is the person that is slipping though my fingers at the speed of light. The funny thing is that the only real person I could talk to about this is him. I want this feeling to go away. I really just want my best friend back.