josh left tyler's notebook on his desk while he sat on his bed, listening to music.
he knew he shouldn't, but josh suddenly had an urge to read what was inside the book-but he knew tyler didn't seem like the person to share a lot.
he didn't know what came over him, but he had to read that book. josh knew he shouldn't, but he picked it up anyway.
inside was piles upon piles of tyler's small neat handwriting, josh thought that the words were like song lyrics or a poem or something, but there was so many.
josh flicked through the book and picked a random one:
i know, where you stand
silent, in the trees
and that's, where i am
silent, in the trees
why won't you speak?
where I happen to be,
silent, in the trees
standing cowardly
josh flicked through more and found another one:
he thinks that faith might be dead
nothing kills a man faster than his own head
he used to see dreams at night
but now he's just watching the backs of his eyes
he pretends he's okay, but you should see
him in bed late at night, he's petrified
take me out and finish this waste of a life
josh flicked through more and more and more, reading all these sad, sad, songs..until it was nearly two in the morning.
don't get him wrong—he thought they were really good, but he couldn't understand how someone could have this much..sorrow in their soul.
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the quiet ⭑ joshler
Fanfictionreader's discretion advised: this is twilight bad. "that's tyler. he doesn't talk much, well-at all, really." (i wrote this when i was like 12 so pls forgive anything that makes u cringe i have to rethink keeping this up a lot) trigger warning - sel...
