Love Sick // Ashton Irwin

Love Sick // Ashton Irwin

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Love can suck sometimes. It brings you close to people who always end up leaving or fading out of your life one way or another. Whether it happens in a flash or slowly over time, the pain is still the same. You still feel like there is a vacant place in your heart where that person once was, and you still feel just as alone. But for whatever reason, we as humans need to love. If we didn't, we'd always feel that vacancy, that loneliness. Love is something we crave, something we have to have to survive in this world. We need people to lean on, people to give us joy, people who can make the darkest of days shine even the littlest of light. He was like that for me. He could make me laugh uncontrollably until my stomach hurt, and held on tight to me while I sobbed when life became too much. He showed me that I had someone who needed me, and who loved me. And holy shit, was I so in love with him. But he was my best friend. How could I tell him that? [2016© Ashton Irwin AU]
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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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