Stuck in a Jam// Jamilton

Unrealistic Fantasies

First person as well

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Thomas's p.o.v

Ive been walking for years.

I know I haven't been walking for that long. But it sure does feel like it.

I miss Alex. I can't stop thinking about it.

His smile. His hair. His short temper.

He was my everything.

But was I his?
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The path I was walking on seemed so endless. Like my fantasies.

All I can do is hope right?
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There's a couple seen, holding hands, walking through a park. The two men sit down on a bench, with ones head on another's shoulder. In this moment, everything was perfect. The sun was setting, making the lighting dim. One of the men gets down on one knee, and pulls out a box, and opens it. The other jumps into an embrace.

I sighed out loud.

These unrealistic fantasies will never be real.

There's a couple cuddling on the king sized bed, giggling. Kisses are heard from around the room.

"No, no Thomas, he doesn't feel the same."

When is this going to end.
I need this to end.
I need to forget.

"Ready to adopt?" The short man grabs a pen, and signs a paper. He hands the pen over to the person sitting next to him, and he signs it. They end in a giant embrace and a loving kiss.

I can't forget.

I need to go back.

To Alex.