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forty-four..

"jack, you have to go-"

"I CAN'T, SAM! she doesn't want to see me! she doesn't want to talk to me! hell, i think she doesn't even wanna think about me!" i yelled.

i put my head in my hands.

"jack, you guys were, no. are made for eachother."

i stood up and faced the wall, placing my hands on head on the cement.

"you see, sammy. the definition of gorgeous is lana michelle carpenter. lana is my world because i have to protect her from everything. i love her and if someone rips her outta my heart, they are basically ripping my heart out."

"jack."

"wait, sammy. i cannot live without her because she is the other half of me, now. she is my medicine and right now, i'm sick as fuck because my bottle of pills is not here with me."

"jack."

"a-and- have you ever felt that way? the way where you need to have the reason that makes you smile by your side? everyday? i'm feeling that way, right now. my heart has been crushed and i can't go back."

"jack!"

"what! jesus fucking s-" i widened my eyes as i saw the love of my life infront of my eyes smiling and tears streaming down her red cheeks.

i cannot with these feels. i'm having literal chestpains.

anywhoosies, byee.