Maybe, Maybe Not

Everybody starts off fresh at some point. That doesn't necessarily mean that everyone wants to. In Landon's case, he'd have rather not have started at all.

He wishes he didn't exist. The last thing he wants is a new beginning. A blank slate to rediscover all the reason's he has to hate himself.

"Well aren't you just the epitome of melancholy." She'd said, a hand placed on her hip, that annoying cowlick bobbing back and forth in the wind.

Sometimes it takes an odd group of people and a girl with too much time on her hands to make you realize you're worth more than you'd pegged for.

{This story goes Along with Lament of the Heart..or at least it will eventually. }