-Cat-
New life begins today.
Am I ready?
Of course, you're old enough- Subconsious
"Cat!" Sky yelled
I looked at myself.
Beach waved brunette hair. Hazel eyes. Square rimmed eyeglasses. Nerdy.
I got my all 3 of my bags and headed downstairs.
"You look gorgeous Cat" mom
Of course I was..... in the eye of my mom.
Gorgeous.....
"Michael?"
"Yeah?"
"Do I look pretty?"
Wow, how stupid is that?
"No"
I knew it!
"Okay" I said bitterly
"Wait I wasn't finished yet"
"Huh?"
"You're not pretty because you're gorgeous"
Clichè made me blush.
Erase. Erase. Erase.
You hate him, right? Yeah, well I do, but I loved him so much.
We got out of the house and a few reminders from mom.
Like:
Be good
Do good with your studies
Socialize
And......
Move on
And I know the scariest part is letting go. . .
$!*? Wrong timing!
Despite the song, which is in fact in wrong timing, I could relate to it. Whenever you're letting go of something (in my case, someone) it scares you, and you refuse to let it go. But as the lyrics says: 'Cause love is a ghost you can't control. I promise you the truth can't hurt us now. . . You know the funny thing about the truth not hurting us? It's absolutely false. The truth hurts, so much I may say. But as I've read: "The truth hurts, but lies are worse" but I think it's completely ludicrous, because with lies, we can be happy, happy in daydreaming, which is in fact lying.
And you know how I feel? I feel like waking up from this idiotic nightmare, but no matter how hard I open my eyes a hundred times over and over, it would just end up hurting me over and over again. And that's the Truth. And the Truth hurts.
-Luke-
I was getting ready when my door was banged, literally.
"YES?!?!" I shouted
"Get the hell out Luke! We're about to go!"
I checked myself. Quiffed blonde hair. Deep blue eyes. In short, some girls said I was hot, but inside this tough façade lies a broken teenage boy, who has a heart broken, and his world is broken and away from him. You know why? Because Alysha was my world. And this labyrinth of suffering is making his life harder.
Sometimes, I wished that I was still a young boy who knew very little of life and wanders off things. Like if I accidentally ate a seed would a tree grow in my stomach? And childish things like that. But if I was, I wouldn't of knew the real essence of love and life. And it's that both love and life make you stuck in a labyrinth of sufferings. You compete with your Labyrinth of Suffering, all by yourself. Long explanation short: it's you against all odds.
I got the car keys and got in, started the engine and new life begins.
Damn, damn, damn
What I do to have you here, here, here?
I wish you were here
Would she be singing this to me?
I hope so.
High hopes, in short they make you hope. And sometimes high hopes end up breaking you physically and emotionally, but mostly it leaves cracks all over your heart. Cracks that can never be fixed. Cracks that cannot be fixed once again, like Humpty Dumpty. He sat on a wall, made a fall and cracked his shell (well, for me it's my heart) and nothing, not even medicine could fix this broken heart of mine. Not even surgery.
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A different label haha. Sorry for NOT updating in 1 month. Blame? School and UNupdated Wi-Fi. Very, very, sincerely sorry. Please, please, do comment and vote and spread the word about the book. I love you guys❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
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And YES! Luke Patterson is being acted by Luke Hemmings, 'cause he's cute af! (Though I'm an Ashton girl haha)
Edit: I am currently reading Looking For Alaska by John Green and labyrinth meant place of suffering for Alaska, well in my interpretation, anyways.
