pyr·rhic
/ˈpirik/
(of a victory) won at too great a cost to have been worthwhile for the victor.
"with your love, your love
i'm a better, better man
with your love, your love
i'm a better, better man
darling, all of my wrongs, they led me right to you
wrapped in your arms, i swear
i'd die for your love, your love
i'm a better, better man
thought i'd found the highest of highs
you came and topped them all
you shine in the dead of the night
and i was the first to fall"
in which he decided that being lonely was his prerogative, as long as he's lonely with her.
*This story was earlier published on Quotev. It is my story, so I didn't copy it from anyone. It was very popular and since I don't use Quotev any more, I decided I would publish it here. This story is completed and the sequel is not yet. I hope you all enjoy this story as much as I do and if you can all support it, then I would be the happiest person in the world.*
Hi, I'm Luke Hemmings, you might know me from the band 5 Seconds Of Summer or 5SOS, either way you know me from my band. This is the story of how I found and lost my true love, but I'm not gonna say any thing else or I'm gonna be a spoiler.