[I dunno which ship to choose for this so {Person 1} means someone from the ship and {Person 2}, although it's not used here, is the other person. Who did you imagine?]
No, I'm not worth it
Not a single tear.
Tell yourself that
The end is not near.
I'm not worth your mourning
Or hundreds of tears.
Not today, not tomorrow,
Not in a thousand years
Forget about me,
Forget our good times.
'Us' didn't matter;
I'm not worth a dime
You told me the truth
All of these words.
As you walked out the door
That's all that could be heard.
I'm sorry I wasn't good enough,
Sorry I wasn't perfect.
But just one more thing to ask
Was all this worth it?
{Person 1} drops the note with tears in his eyes and looks up, looks at the boy hanging from the fan; the boy with dead eyes staring at nothing in particular, the boy with the purple face, and the smile-god-the smile. The smile that said he's happy to be gone, happy to be dead. The smile {Person 1} wouldn't be able to see again. He runs over to him and pulls him down, hugging his head and dead body close. There was only one thing he could muster to say.
"How could you possibly not be worth it?" Choking down sobs, he stares at the piece of paper resting on the floor nearby. All he could do was stare at the 4 words that glare at him tauntingly, making him cry more.
'WAS IT WORTH IT?'
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Bottle Ol' Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of a lot of oneshots by yours truly. So many ships. Just kidding, just the ones from The Pack and NoochZahHutt.
