wiping the stray tears on his face every few seconds
impulsively ripping apart the photo he had in his hands, the photo of him and his ex lover.
the past feeling of being opposed to letting ten go still fresh in his head, the bottled up anguish of letting him go soon to be released as johnny let out his muffled sobs burying his head in his hands as he kept them leaned on the steering wheel of his car.
the cool summer breeze blowing in through his window, as his car was parked right on the cliff he used to visit frequently with his ex.
god how much he wished this stupid place wasn't so close to the small town he lived in, how much he wished this place didn't have any significance to him.
the memory of their last kiss still so vivid in his head, as if time never passed since that stupid day.
the way it felt, their pain mixed into the heartfelt clash of their mouths, johnny swore he could still taste the salty tears of ten's lips on his tongue.
