Dark Angels: Michael Clifford (#Wattys2015)
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Dernière publication mar., juin 20, 2017
"Apologizing doesn't make anything okay. Just leave, Michael. Stop ruining my life like it's some fucking game. Things were better when you were gone anyway."
Lacey Williams: Rebellious, alone, broken
Michael Clifford: Scared, desperate, in love.
A story about ex-best friends crossing paths after their friendship ended years before.
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Voicemail, yet again. Taking a deep breath, I start the message. "Hey, I've called you again. This is the last one, I swear. Remember when we would chat forever and ever? We would always drink hot coffee together and talk about our pointless day. It was a daily thing, until you found someone else to occupy your time. I wasn't needed anymore, so you cast me out. I'm in our place, same spot. When you decide to meet me again, I'll be here. I won't talk to you. All that I will spare you is a small glance and some cold coffee." Ending the voicemail, I collapse back into the chair and wait for the response that will never come. cover by @xHemmingsHugsx
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