Pour me out: He is We

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Ashton:

Wake up in the morning,

It’s not so bad,

I can taste you on my lips and that makes me sad

You wake up in the queen sized bed.

There’s blankets, pillows, stuffed animals, and your pet cat, Lauren but you feel so alone.

Ashton was supposed to be next to you.

He left for tour yesterday, you had to stay home though due to college and work.

You roll over, looking at the clock.

10:47 A.M.

Crumpled tissues spread across the bedroom.

You sit up, your body groaning in protest.

You just want to sleep and cry.

You can still taste Ashton’s lips on your own.

You sigh, reaching forward and pulling the orange cat into your arms.

“We can get through these next five months, Lauren,” you mumble into her fur.

Calum:

Pour me out,

On the concrete,

Next to your feet,

Do I have to cry?

The doorbell rings.

You open the front door to see your boyfriend of three months, Calum, standing on the concrete that leads to your front door.

You and Calum were going through a rough patch.

He had his band to take care of.

You had your job and college.

It’s surprising you lasted this long.

“Hey Calum, doing you want to come in?” You give him a small smile, already knowing what’s coming.

“No thanks. I just, um, wanted to tell you something.” You nod for him to continue and he takes a deep breath. “I don’t think it’s working out. You and me, I mean, our relationship.”

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