The Last • m.yg

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You were absent today.
What a fucking coincidence.
The exact fucking day after I confess, what, you get sick or something?
What a joke.

And I didn't even get a note yesterday.
Why are you absent?
It's pissing me off.

You leave me notes, make me wake up early, make me feel a shit ton of confusing feelings then ignore me after I confess.

Am I a fucking joke to you.

What annoys me even more is that, despite all this, I still can't stay mad at you. 

In the back of my mind, I wonder if you're okay. I wonder if you're safe.

I decided to skip classes and write a song to get my mind off of you.
But on the way to the music room, the only lyrics I could come up with is all about one person.

You.

I finally got to the music room.
I opened the piano and saw a note.

'I would love to go out with you but I'm just me... and you?

You're amazing. 
You're too good for me.

Please stay safe. There are rumors about gangs mugging people at night'

I chuckled humorlessly as I re-read the note.

Right now, all I wanna do is run to you and point out all the beautiful things I see in you.

What's wrong with you being you?

I stared into space as I stood, leaning on the piano. Then I thought about it.

I finally thought of the perfect song to write.