Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
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He stood in his room, looking out the window.
He knew it would happen. He knew. Everyone told him it would and he knew it would.
But it was worth it.
It really was. He thought about the short year they had been together and how it had changed him.
He was the emo kid in the back of class, the one who sat alone at lunch with only headphones to accompany him.
Until he arrived.
The cool, blonde haired wonder from California. The tanned boy who was extremely smart and a football star.
The one that made him start
to enjoy time at school, even just for a little bit.
The boy made him smile and laugh! He even started to make some friends because of him. He learned that other kids who looked like jerks were actually some of the nicest ones to meet.
He had changed him.
And now, that boy was leaving him.
The boy was headed off to some big smarts school while he would stay here at the local college for art and music.
He didn't even say goodbye.
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When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
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He sighed and sat down on the bed, wanting some way to know where the boy is.
His blasted phone was dead, so no communication that way.
He knew he would come, he said he would before he left! He had never lied to him, even if he would of benefited from it.
He close his eyes and heard what he would hear in the halls.
"They say its love! What do they know?"
"They'll never last."
"That poor boy is getting played."
He started to shake his head to get the words out before a male body crashed through his door.
"Did you really think I would leave without my goodbye kiss?"
He smiled up at his blue eyed hero and quietly said, "I didn't know if you even wanted one."
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We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
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The boy scoffed and said, "What kind of hopeless romantic would I be if I didn't? Besides, we're keeping in touch. Remember?"
The black haired boy nodded, but kept a grim face.
The taller boy sat down next to his partner.
"I'm not gonna leave you, alright?"
Hazel eyes met blue ones in the dark room.
The boy knew about his insecurities, and had probably figured out what was previously troubling him.
The smaller boy hugged the other tightly, kissed him, and whispered, "I'll miss you."
The other pulled him closer, shared a kiss again with him, and said, "I'll miss you more."
They separated with hesitation and the blonde one slowly got up.
"I really will miss you... Please write everyday?"
The emo laughed and mocked, "What kind of hopeless romantic would I be if I didn't?"
YOU ARE READING
Song Shots
RomanceA book of different songs and how I interpret them in a love story. Oh, did I mention, they're all gay love stories! :) Includes ships of: Raulson (Sarah Paulson and Lily Rabe- Songshot #2) and Larry (Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson- Songshot #3)
