Love is a hard thing.
Some fall. Some don't.
Some cry. Some fight.
Some are happy. Some are miserable.
Some marry. Some break.
Some fuck up badly and can't make up for it.
Love is a game.
a hard fucked up game nobody knows how to win.
Or, maybe you've already won, maybe you haven't even begun.
However, in this case, it's already began,
and ended.
And started all over again.
In this instance love is anything and everything in between.
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Love is hard as it is, but how difficult can it be to know who it is you truly love?
Bouncing between two boys, confused who his heart truly belongs to.
Obviously the boy he's been with longer, not the boy he's just met, right?
His heart belongs to Liam, it has to, how can moving far apart fuck everything up and crumble the walls of a perfectly good relationship?
How can something so simple and easy become so hard and frustrating?
Why can't he just be happy with who he already has?
That one's easy.
His name is Colby Brock.
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Sam and Colby start getting feelings for each other but refuse to tell each other.
Not all the locations may be correct!! Please, feel free to correct me on spelling or grammar errors! But please don't try to correct on locations! I know a lot of them are wrong! I am just using different places for the sake of the story!
THIS STORY DOES NOT HAVE A HAPPY ENDING!!! PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!
This story contains many depressing topics!!