Move On

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Warning: Mentions of suicide. I know right when will I write something happy.

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I looked him in the eyes, his dark blue eyes staring back at me. I couldn't look away I felt like he would disappear if I did.

I place my cold hand on his warm cheek feeling him lean into my touch like he didn't wanna leave.

The sad thing is he doesn't love me the way I love him, "I love you.." I whispered but those words were so empty now then when he had told me them.

"I used to love you, you should've taken the chance I gave you" He whispered but his eyes looked sorry, "I can't love you anymore Pete, either were friends or we give up" His eyes showed tears brimming him,

"I can't not love you" I moved my hand away from his beautiful pale cheek.

"You flirt on stage with me it's starting to get a little clingy and I don't like it so you have to move on Pete you have to, you're starting to get obsessed with me and it's honestly kind of creepy" He sighed backing up a bit,

"I'm not obsessed I'm just in love" My voice cracked,

"I'm sorry Pete it's either you get over me or we break the band up and that's not something I wanna do because you're flirting and being obsessed is tearing our friendship apart" He exclaimed his voice cracking,

"I can't help my feelings" I whispered getting angry,

"Just don't keep telling me about them then" He clenched his fist, "And don't get jealous when I find someone cute and wanna tell you about them or I just won't tell you about them anymore. I know you're jealous of Elisa I know but you need to stop and wake up and smell the roses I'm over you now, it's time you do the same" He stomped away leaving me alone in the cold storm,

"I'll move on.." I whispered but what I would give to end myself at this very moment.....

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