Aphmau's POV
Brains help you in many ways.
They keep you alive and help you make decisions and so forth.
The brain wasn't helping me now.
All of it just keeps coming back to me.
Its like when you get a terrible grade.
It happened, but you don't understand why.
The only difference is....
.............I'd chose a F over this any day........
heh.....my mom would be disappointed in me..
..........She really hated him........
I smack my head with my palm over and over again.
Stupid.....Stupid...Stupid........you'll make it worse.
........make it stop.........
I open my eyes, my face literally hurt from crying, letting my tears run.
My face was layered in past tears.
Tears over.......him.........
I haven't even looked at the ceiling yet, knowing what I will see......will make it harder......
The biggest question I guess is.....
What was his motive all along?
I saw him in pain.........at my bedside......bawling his tears out.........Telling me things...
They are lies..............accept it.................
...................I can't.......................
I don't even know what love is.........
If I thought he loved me...........
What could it mean?...............
What could it cause?...........
I already knew the answer to what it could cause............
I was living it.......now.....and
Forever...........
I plucked up my phone and checked for any messages or calls........none....
I turned on some night core...............thats all I need right now......
*Play Song*
I need your love
I need your time
When everything's wrong
You make it right
I feel so high
I come alive
I need to be free with you tonight
I need your love
I need your love
Why am I singing this song.....ugh.....stupid recommended section..
I take a deep breath every time I pass your door
I know you're there but I can't see you anymore
And that's the reason you're in the dark
I've been a stranger ever since we fell apart
I feel so out of sea
Watch my eyes are filled with fear
YOU ARE READING
Where We Stand ~aarmau fanfic~
FanfictionHighest ranking: #6 in Aarmau The way you would look in my eyes, The way you would let me cry on your shoulder, The way you would grab my hand and tell me its gonna be okay, Whose eyes will I look into, who will hold my hand, and who will I cry on w...