this oneshot is inspired by the song Ghost Of You by 5 Seconds of Summer. so its a sad one. sorry.
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Sams pov
I woke up in my bed. another day waking up without you here. I still can't sleep on the left side of the bed. that was your side. you left about a month ago. I've slept on the right side the entire time. I won't be able to sleep on the other side for a very long time. I got up and walked to the kitchen. I haven't cleaned anything since that day. all I've done is sleep and shower. I barely eat. I don't leave. our friends try to get me to leave the house, but I just can't. I snap out of my thoughts and grab a cup from the cabinet above the counter. I place it down without looking and I hear a light noise as the cup hit something. I look down and see one of your rings. I stand there for a while. emotionless. I don't feel anything. I miss you so much that I've lost the ability to feel anything but numb. I pick up the ring and place it on my pointer finger. I spin it around on my finger for a second. I remember the coldness of your rings when you would place your hand in mine. I pick up the cup and look around. our- my- house, is so dirty. clothes scattered everywhere, wrappers, and water bottles litter the floor. everything has collected dust. I haven't been out of my room. I hadn't realized how bad it needed to be cleaned. I started with throwing away food wrappers and bottles. then I started picking up little things and putting them back into their place. lastly, I started picking up the clothes. I was fine. up until I picked up a hoodie that wasn't mine. it was yours. I slowly picked it up and brought it to my face. I inhaled the very distant scent left on it. it still smelt like you.... I carefully placed the hoodie over my head and pulled it over my shirt. since I haven't been eating, it made the hoodie ten times bigger on me. my vision blurred as tears rolled down my cheeks. I finished cleaning up while I cried my eyes out. I didn't think it was possible to feel nothing but still be so sad. I had lost you. my best friend. my lover. my very reason for happiness. now that you're gone, I don't have that reason anymore. I miss you. I know it's supposed to get better. but I've accepted the truth. I will never be the same. I miss you too much. I love you, Cole Robert Brock. I wish I could see you again. but you have him. and all I have is the ghost of you.
