ᴇᴠᴀɴ ғᴏɴɢ / ᴠᴀɴᴏssɢᴀᴍɪɴɢ / ʀʏɴxᴍᴀɴᴊᴏɴᴇs / ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇs / ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs / ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

Imagine / Angst : Consequences

6 months.
6 fucking months wasted.
just like that.
the memories, the moments, all gone.
both selfish and trust issues.
countless glasses that both gave us euphoria.
lost weight cause i wasn't eating.
"Please, we can work this out"
he looked desperate, sad, calling for help.
but i cant just go back to something that cant be fixed.
"Loving you was young, wild, and free, but loving you had consequences"
both of us had hesitation, most awkward conversations.
were both running on low expectations.
We both saw the signs.
now were paying for it.
"you were the only person i could let down my defenses too, please"
he was scared, so scared.
he doesn't know what its like without you inside of his world.
and he doesn't want to know.
"Evan, please understand that, loving you was dark, dumb, and cheap, we both had sunshine until it poured, and i lost so much more than myself, please, just let go of me, of us."
We pressed on each others foreheads, enjoying each others last company, we both knew what we had to do next.
"Its okay, cause i know too, that loving you did have consequences"
he said lowly, either he liked it or not, he had to own up to it.
"thank you evan, for understanding"
both leaned it at perfect timing.
the most tender last kiss yet.
"goodbye."
was the worst thing we both had to painfully say.
i walked backward and turned around, walking out of the apartment that once had us both living in it.
i heard the door slowly close, and the man behind it sobbing.
i go into my car and start it.
driving out the driveway, i look back thinking of the memories once made here.
Consequences are the worst.

part 2 yall?