"Good Luck, Babe!"

"Verse 8"

"You can kiss a hundred boys in bars,"

2 weeks pass by and Vega has tried their best to not think about Astrid, no matter how much it hurt.

But they had unfortunately picked up their phone again, scrolling through old messages that showed much joy and happiness yet problems were underneath it all, unseen and hidden back then.

They had the terrible idea to see if they were still block. To their surprise they weren't and immediately cancelled their friend request.

"I don't want to seem desperate.. I don't want to be heartbroken or scolded or belittled again.. Do I even want to see you?.. I'm terrified of all outcomes.. There's got to be at least a 100.. or maybe just 3-5.."

"I'm overthinking it.. but I just don't know how to feel.. how do I express the way I'm feeling?.. I just don't want to seem desperate or like I care.. or even worse.. like I don't care.. It's so confusing to have feelings.."

"Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling (well, I told you so),"

"Maybe I'll just edit a message.. if they really want to be involved or talk, then they can just send me a commission.. without paying of course.. but if they don't then.. I have no idea what to signify with that..."

"Make them pay? No! That feels so idiotic and dirty.. Almost like I just want a commission from then.. like robbery but with extra steps.."

They quietly sighed, leaving the edited message alone for now and turning off their phone, setting it down.

"I need to do something else to get my mind off of all this.."

"You can say it's just the way you are,"

Laying back down in bed once again, Vega hugged their pillow, trying to simulate the feeling of having somebody beside them.

"I guess it's just the way you are, Astrid.."

"Driving me mad and filling my mind with delusional fantasies about you and I.."

"Make a new excuse, another stupid reason,"

"What the next excuse?.. What's the next reasoning?..  And what is mine?.. What am I going to come up with next?.. Nothing probably.. I'll have to just keep bullshitting and making myself seem not obsessed, suicidal or depressed.."

They shut their eyes, wanting to be lost in their thoughts as the quiet and subtle sounds of their TV played in the background to create a comforting environment.

"Will it ever be okay?.. Will I even be able to make it work?..."

"Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck),"

"What if we start talking again?.. What am I going to do?.. There's no helping me.. I'll just get the usual things people say.."

"I don't want to keep hearing it.. I've heard a thousand times already.. it's old.."

Clutching and hugging their pillow tightly, Vega buried their face into it, trying to calm down and not get too upset.

"You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling,"

"I can't stop feeling so much love and care for you.. I don't even know what would make me stop.."

"Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck),"

"I just wish I had some good luck.. I'm not religious by any means but I guess I can only pray to God for help.. and hope he hears me from down here.."

"What's going to happen next?.."

"You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling,"

"I'll just have to await your response in the morning.."

"You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling,"

"I'm scared and anxious,.. I can't sleep.. to be honest I haven't been sleeping well, I've been staying up from 12am to 1am at the latest.."

"You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling..,"

"I feel so tired and unmotivated.. the world is bleak and cold.. it's Fall again and I know that this cycle of aloneness and coldness will repeat again.. But maybe it won't.."

"You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling...,"

"I'm tired.. I need to sleep and stop dwelling on hypotheticals and delusions.. I just hope I have some sort of luck..

Word Count - 712 words.