I had a nightmare. I've never had nightmares, not even as a kid, so I didn't know what to do once my eyes had opened.
I was on an alter with him and heather. She was in a beautiful white dress and the biggest smile, the smile of an angel, was on her face and he was in a clean and smooth black suit.
They were both holding hands and looking deeply into each others eyes, into each others soul.
The sick part of the whole thing was that I was the best man and during the whole time I was congratulating them and smiling, acting as if I was okay with whatever the hell was going on here.
How could I be okay with the man I've loved for more than three years, and have spent everyday with since I was nine, getting married to and loving someone else? How could anyone be okay with that?
My heart shattered right than and there, forget the shitty smile that they both saw on my face I was in pain, so much pain...
All of a sudden I was no longer at the wedding but instead at a baby shower. Heather had a big bump and everyone was congratulating them on their second child, I was begging him to make me the god father and teasing Heather about the ugly genes the children were getting from their father.
What a sick joke... I am a sick joke...
My dreams feel more like reality than I'd like them to...
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I Wish I Were Heather BXB
RomanceA diary of a boy who was in love but wasn't someone who could be loved.... A diary about the boy who wished...he was heather... A book diary about a boy who could never be heather... "Third of December" a busy month for a lot of people THIS WAS BOO...
