The Bassist

The Bassist

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There are no words to describe the feelings I have for him, it was all just a mixture of confusion, hatred, resentment, disgust and parts where I feel as if I cared, loved, missed, believed.. The boy who I met long time ago, the boy I looked up to when I was nothing but a child, the boy who showed me how the world was bright and colorful even through the darkest sides- And in one flash I lost that boy. Just because of this one girl that we all knew and loved.. Never through those times that he ever looked at me in the same way as he looked at her, never for a second he sat next to me and he told me all the things he wanted to say- It was obvious that he loved her more than he'll ever love me. And when she left.. It was as if everything lost its color. He threw his life away as if it were nothing, but as time flew by little did I know he was still searching for her too- as I lost yet another friend. Thats where it all started. ©crxstfallcalum - Band series: The Bassist: Crxstfallcalum The Guitarist: Crxstfallcalum The Vocalist: Allxringashton The Drummer: Allxringashton
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"Somehow we became best friends and I learned that his laugh was the best sound I had ever heard. The way his voice sounded, it would take me to a place and make me forget my troubles. Oh I loved the way he said my name. Everything about him was beauty in its purest form. He didn't even have to try. I was in love with him before I had even met him. I was in love with the thought of him. He was like a piece of art. More appreciated than any other thing on this earth. He was finally worth something. He had always been worth everything to me, But he isn't hear to know that. I don't have a penny to my name because I gave them all to him. I don't want to be worth anything if it means I won't have him. No one could ever come close to us. There was no other match like us that was so flawlessly perfect even with all of our flaws. I'll never find anyone else like him because without him there is no us and nothing could ever come close to a love like us."

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