He knew the moment he started to cry, he was alone. He cried slowly, with tears dripping down his temples and the soft hum of his own voice echoing throughout the room. He knew he existed and breathed. It was as simple and beautiful as the strumming of a guitar. Yet, he meant nothing to anyone. He was alone, sinking deeper and deeper within his own music.
The rest of the world could be seen, drifting farther and farther away as teardrops made up his ocean. They fell into his parted lips and stuck to his eyelashes. He could taste them, rolling down his parched throat. He was alone.
He had lost himself.
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Fanfictionthere aren't any words that you can say that could ever get my mind to change. 2017
