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taking a break

"Don't stop doing something you love, because soon you'll forget how it's done. And maybe that's the problem with "taking a break" because 99% of the time the break won't end, and on the off chance that it does it won't be the same.

And when you don't come back, when that 99% takes its toll, you'll find someone else just like me.

Because the love you had for me was just what you kept from the last boy you kissed. And soon, I fear that love you've collected from so many years ago might run out on someone who doesn't love you as much as I did."

Troye puts the note down, looking around the studio hoping to find its author. Not that he needs to see him for comformation, he knows Connors hand writing all to well.

It's been six weeks since Troye broke things off and ever since all he's seen is sadness. The whole world seemed to of slowed when he did it, the light draining from Connors forest eyes just as fast.

Troye wishes Connor had gotten over it by now, he wishes the light would have returned. But it hasn't, and every time they see each other Troyes reminded of just how much power he holds when around the people who love him.

Connor had pleaded with him to stay. But Troye didn't feel the spark anymore and he guesses that's enough to torture in itself.

When asked, Connor admits he's still in love. He says that every time he sees Troye, his heart speeds up and his palms get sweaty.

"Its like a middle school crush if I'm honest." He laughed but no one joined into the sad attempt of a cackle. "Troye is a firecracker, I guess he can't be tamed."

The media ate that up. Local pop star breaks the heart of old producer. Now under new contract.

Sometimes Troye wonders why Connor didn't make him stay, or why he still promotes his music and talks so highly of him. He likes to think it's because Connors just that nice of a person but he knows there's a more likely reason.

Connors still so deeply in love he'll do anything to see Troye happy. And it's not that Troye doesn't appreciate it, he's just scared he'll sale his soul in the process, and what a beautiful soul it is.

And now Troyes sleeping next to someone new, his hands tracing the back of someone similar but completely different and he can only think of Connor laying in a cold bed.

Alone, eyes closed, dreaming of being next to Troye under those hands so nimble.

And Troye doesn't want his love to run out, in fear of being wrong. But thats always a possibility isn't it?

Similar but completely different.