"I'm cliché, who cares?"
A few days had passed..
Once again, another day that feels as cold as Winter but still looks as depressing as Fall could ever be.
Vega was bundled up in a light green sweater, blue jeans and black boots. Their cheeks and nose flushed pink from the could as they decided to rake up the leaves in their yard.
"I act like a middle or highschool girl going through their first breakup.. How cliché.. Also cringe.. but I don't care right now..
"I don't know any other ways to express myself without sounding insane."
"It's a sexually explicit kind of love affair,"
Vega quietly focused on raking, being familiar with the cloudy gray skies and barren landscape.
"This is as depressing as it probably gets."
They hummed softly, trying to distract themselves from letting their thoughts run wild.
"Now that I'm thinking about it.. Did I even enjoy any sexual encounters? I never felt fulfilled, sometimes I just felt confused and gross afterwards or even before anything happens.."
"Just another thing to figure out. Wonderful."
"And I cry, it's not fair,"
Vega inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying not get upset or trouble themselves with even more problems.
"I want to stop feeling crazy! I want to stop feeling so confused and lost.. It's not fair! Everybody has it together and I don't!... They have everything I could have ever wanted!.."
They quietly sniffled, wiping their tears away with their sleeve. They soon walked back to their house, leaving the rake on the porch and going inside. Suddenly bursting into tears as they closed the front door, they dropped onto their knees and held themself.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!.."
"I just need a little lovin', I just need a little air,"
"I JUST WANT TO BE AND FEEL LOVED!.. EVERYBODY HAS ALREADY ABANDONED ME!.."
Vega quietly sobs as they hug their knees close to their chest, the familiar burning sensation starting to settle in their chest and throat. Quietly trying to inhale and exhale to calm down.
"I-I think I just need to o-open a window.."
Vega got up, wiping away their tears again and headed for the closet living room window. Opening it up slightly, just enough for their feline companion to get in if she felt so inclined.
Quietly sitting down in the couch and resting their head on the back of it to stare out the window. Vega subconsciously slid off their boots, now quietly sniffling with tear stained cheeks and red eyes.
"I just want to be love.."
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FanfictionI really like this song by Chappel Roan. Warning!: This is a vent book and how I perceive this song! Enjoy if you can, I'm not good at writing or proofing, probably will be a short story 1 Chapter = 1 Verse Cover Art by Astrid. And Astrid if you're...
