• PROLOGUE •

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I woke up in an empty bed this morning, I started to tear up a bit trying to forget the time I lost George by cancer...

He wasn't just my lover, but also my bandmate, he was my best friend, my partner...

Since I lost him...It wasn't the same like it use to, now I feel alone in a cold bed when love was showed far enough...

I looked at the side he originally was, it remind untouched making it feel cold to the one's touch, it was his spot by me, I was trying to forget about the past, but it was difficult

I even tried to find new love, but no one can't beat or pass the same affection and desire as I had for George, I only loved him...

He....

was....

my....

....EVERYTHING....

I miss him so much, I wish there was a way to save him, sure I did tried many times, but it end up fucking failing...

The memories hurt and hunt me every single day and night when I sleep, I even dream about him like the dreams of John when he passed, but, John was just a close friend of mine...

— — — —

I was just in the living room, I was watching television like I usual did since I don't work today until tomorrow...

I closed my eyes, remembering all the memories of me and George....

The memories start how we first met and joined the band...

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