You pick up your phone as your vision is a blur. You can't walk straight so you're just sat against the wall looking through your contacts, wondering who the next victim is that you want to drunk text. You flick though the names in alphabetical order and pick out one that caught your eye. Michael Clifford. You open up his contact name and spot the photo you assigned to him. What you could see of it, it was you and him kissing on your balcony on New Years Eve with fireworks spread across the night sky. You open the text messages and the emotional impact Michael has on you just hits you like a brick. As you sit quietly against the wall, where no one will find you, you cry. Your vision is even more blurred with tears gushing down your face. You decide to send him a message.
"Michaaaaaaeeel! I reasllu miss u. I wish thinngsss diddnt turn out this was becaide now I don't have you in my lifes and I'm sorrrrry. I stilll lve u"
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