Iplier and Septiceye One-Shots and Imagines - Book 2

No Pain is Forever (Markiplier)

Based on the song "forever//over" by EDEN.

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There was a flash of silent lightning that Mark saw in the rearview mirror as he cruised down the barren road.  It was far away, but it still cut through the sky like a sharpened knife.  The clouds in the distance rolled towards him, and he felt a cold touch on his shoulder, a shadow of former memories of you.

Boy, what are you running from? asked a small voice in his head.

"I don't know," he muttered aloud.  As he stared at the road ahead, he smiled as he remembered how the two of you used to do this during the summer, just cruise along with no cares in the world.  The two of you were giants, then.  Unstoppable, with nothing but the wind and the laughter of the two of you.

But summer's end would mean the death of the two of you.

But time, just like time does and will always do, passed.  Summer ended, and your paths split up.

He hasn't seen your face or heard your voice in so long.

Mark put the car in the park gear on the side of the road and closed his eyes, taking a shaky breath.

In Mark's daydream, the two of you were lying on that hill that the two of you always went to when you were kids.  The two of you were silent, but it was a peaceful, comfortable silence.  Talk was old, anyway, and you didn't want to spoil the... perfection of it all.  The night sky was littered with glittering stars, and Mark would sometimes point up and tell you where the constellation Orion was, saying how when you were lost and sad, just look and find him, and the warrior would bring you to Mark.  The stars only shone for you, and you only.

You always laughed at that.

The two of you were inseparable.  Nothing could ever stop you or your love for the man with the nicest eyes and the loveliest smile you had ever known existed.  He was passionate about what he did, and that only made you love him even more.  Especially since you knew he was most passionate about you.

But that was only in the summer.

Mark moved, and you hadn't kept in touch, due to unforeseen circumstances.  Mark became a YouTuber, which complicated things even more.  And as he broke out from the rest of the crowd, he saw just how much it changed him.  For better, and worse.  He didn't know until he took a step back and saw all the people he left behind on his journey to fame.

He hadn't thought about you since that one summer... but there are no ends in his relationships, just grays and half-lives.  It wasn't just something fake, not one of those half-assed relationships... it wasn't a silhouette.  It was real and breathing, and true.

And as he sat now, in his car in the middle of nowhere, he knew that he needed to finally forget about you.

Though he would hurt,

as you would,

you would eventually get over it.

You had to.

He hadn't seen your face or heard your voice in so long.

So, so long.

We had a good run,

it's over now.

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This song holds true, I suppose.  It just hurts, trying to forget the one you love.  It's painful, but in the end, it's for the best.  Friendship deserves friendship, nothing more, and certainly nothing less.  Don't be angry if the one you care about likes someone else.  It's okay to be jealous, and it's okay to be in despair.  Just don't let it consume you.  Be a friend, and help them find who they actually deserve to be with, whether it be you or them.  They'll thank you for it, and it'll go a long way.

That being said... it's always easier said than done.  I know that first-hand now.  And so, I won't judge you if you do.  Become angry.  Scream, cry, anything.  Pain is humanity, and being human is painful.  What the truly mature do is not just dealing with it, but understand it.  Morph it into something that fuels their love and kindness, not their anger and bitterness.  You'll find who you want to be with, whether it be in a heartbeat or a lifetime, you'll find them.  Just go for it.  Why not, after all?

Being human is meant for making mistakes.  It's sort of in the fine print.  Living has a guaranteed chance of failure.  And failure is what makes us successful.  I'm content with this fact.  I may not like it.  I may straight up hate it, despise it at points, but I know what reality is, and I know that mistakes are what makes us human.  No matter how much we try not to be, no matter how much we don't want to be, we are.  So embrace it.

Pain makes us human, and being human is painful.