prologue

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It always ends the same way, life I mean. You learn to live your life with no one there. It doesn’t take another person for you to wake up in the morning and live your life. It always ends, and you’re alone.

Here I was. I was alone and In excruciating pain and no one was there to tell me I was going to be okay. My mind was on him. I just wanted him to walk through the door and crack a joke and try and make me smile. But he wasn’t here. He was gone.

What I thought would change for the better, changed for the worse. My very short-lived life, now felt over. I never thought I could feel this way. I could never feel the rush or adrenaline of the thing I love most.

   

    When I look up and he’s there. He’s everywhere. He’s taken over my mind.

   

    “You can do this lily,” he coaxes “I’ve got you.” and for once I believed it. I let my walls down.

    I believed.

    But why did it hurt so hard when I fell?



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