troglodytic

10

you know your life's at its low point when your favorite words have become "shut up, luke".

i've been craving to hear Michael's croaky voice say that sentence, for way too long. it's kind of an on and off feeling, if you will.

some days-most days i tend to allow my mind to rest. then there are times where life in general seems to become hazy. i would tell lev "It's back again.", whining in incredible emotional pain.

she only nodded but, had a certain way of dealing with it as if she was already used to it.

she was used to it. michael was in this incredible state of sadness before his death struck upon us. today was the day i could finally say that i understand the way he would be terrified of waking up. terrified to know he didn't die, painlessly in his sleep. i guess he got his wish.

much later

heartache will no longer have any effect on me. lev has helped guide me through this rocky road and bring my life back to safety. college life is of course intense, knowing the rest of my life is depending on making the deadline for an assignment.

i've found time to maintain healthy relationships with quite a few people. some healthier than others. i am no longer alone, immensely depressed, or trying not to constantly fuck up.

currently i have limited time for relationships, but i can't help but notice the heavenly guy sitting in the row directly behind me in physics. maybe someday i'll be able to share how stunning he is with the rest of the world. i'll treat him right because well, that's what michael would have wanted.

A/N
so...this is it. i really enjoyed writing this short story and if i write anything else it will be on neonclemmings . ily all so so much and can not thank you enough for giving my writing a chance.
-tayah