-Luke-
"Perfect. He's perfect. He hurts me sometimes though. Like, emotionally. Not physically. He's too kind to hurt anybody. He has a heart of gold. He's like pure gold. Rare and beautiful. He speaks so beautifully. He's smart and sweet. And his eyes are so deep I could drown in them. His smile is perfect. His lips are really pink and look really soft. And when he smiles his nose crinkles up. It's so adorable. He's tall. Really tall. He gives the best hugs. He's just perfect. I can't put it any other way."
I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as Michael described the boy he loved. He just had this look of admiration and pure happiness on his face.
Oh what I would do to have him speak of me like he spoke of this boy.
Part of me wanted to cry but the other part of me was happy for him.
No part of me was upset at Michael. But I was jealous of this mysterious boy.
He easily got the one thing I spent years trying to get a grip on.
He got Michael.
And what was I left with?
I was left with a secret that I would take to the grave. I was left with slutty high school girls. I was left dating somebody that was supposed to take my mind off of Michael. But in the end that didn't work. I was thinking of him more now than ever.
Michael looked at me waiting for me to say something.
"He sounds wonderful."
Michael smiled.
"He is."
"He's one lucky guy."
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, because he has somebody as amazing as you completely in love with him."
Michael smiled more.
"Thank you Lukey. I love you."
"I love you too Mikey."
I really love you.
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The Playlist |Muke|
Fanfiction"Life should have its very own playlist. A song for sadness then one about happiness. A song about being alive and a song about death. Wouldn't that be nice? A song for every emotion, every up, every down, all in one playlist. A playlist for your li...
