Juliet ~ Cavetown // Robin ~ song break down story

"I need to cry, but i cant get anything out of my eyes, or my head, did i die?"

Robbin needed to cry but his tears wouldn't fall as if he had no reason to cry and his body refusing. He couldn't get over how horrible his thoughts in his head were, but they would linger till he cried which wasn't going to happen any time soon. He didn't know how to feel, so he called his good friend Simi to ask her if she knew what to do. Simi answered the phone quick knowing Robin had been hurt for some reason lately.

"Robbie? Are you doin alright?" Simi seemed to be worried but Robin didn't know how she already knew he wasn't feeling his best at the moment.

"Hey, Simi. I'm actually not doing great..." You could hear the sadness in Robin's voice as he spoke "I need to cry but it's as if I can't and the thoughts in my head won't go away.. I feel as if I'm dead."

"Oh Robbie, you'll be alright. Do you want me to come over? I'll pick up some tea on the way over?"

"No I think I want to be alone for a while.. but what should I do to make myself feel better Simi? I feel kinda, numb.. like mentally."

"I'm coming over silly.. do you want green, mint, sweet tea...?"

"No." Robin interrupted Simi knowing he wanted to be alone "Simi please don't come over. Plus you have a date with Tom in an hour, you can't miss that."

"Alright, just get some rest Robbie, you'll feel better." Simi feared for Robbie's well being.

"Okay thanks Simi, have fun on your date and tell Tom I said hello!"

"Alright, I will, love you."

"Love you too Simi."

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Robbie had been in bed for the rest of the day but hadn't fell asleep once. He just couldn't, so he lied there, wondering if he'd ever fall asleep. He didn't seem to be falling asleep any time soon but he just lie there.

He soon decided to listen to some music. He began with a Conan Gray playlist, beginning with "Lookalike". He loved this song, he sung along the whole time. Next it was "Crush culture" he loved this song as well because he could relate to it and it usually made him feel a bit better, but it didn't work this time he just felt to bitter. He continued listening to the playlist singing along too nearly every song.

After an hour or so of listening to music, he looked at the time on his phone, it was 5:30 in the morning. He realized he hadn't slept in 48 hours and he felt exhausted, but he never wanted to leave his bed.

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Hello! I really hope your enjoying this, I'm not writing anymore tonight because I'm really tired but hopefully I'll have time tomorrow to work on it some more.

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