Abyss

It doesn't make any sense to me how someone who seems so perfect can be so lost inside. I knew never to judge a book by its cover, I just didn't know that his cover would be beautiful and his pages so dark.

"That doesn't mean you shouldn't try to find love, or loose hope that you could " I scoot near him, probably getting a shitload of sand through my shorts.

"Look who's talking. Besides, you don't know shit about me"

"That's completely different, no matter how I feel. I have hope. It's disheartening how you think. Plus, you and I are nothing alike. There's a lot you don't know about me either, Damian" I try to point out, still staring at him while he stares out at the sea.

"We don't have to be alike. And I don't have to know you. No one is whole and happy and has everything in their hands. Everything changes once realization kicks in. Like I said, Simple." He says, drawing circles in the sand.

"Things will always get better or change. But you can't always be so bitter and push people away. Someone will see through your mask. Someday it won't work. In the end, everything will be okay for everyone. Eventually." I try to get through to him, pushing away the hair blown in my face by the winds.

"Who asked your opinion, anyways?" He snaps back, turning towards me. His eyes focused, and brows arched. Obvious irritation and anger plastered on his perfect face.

"Not everything is sunshine and rainbows, with daisy fields. Not all poems rhyme. Not all girls deserve to be loved in return. Not all guys are saviors with white horses. Not everyone has their dreams come true. Not everyone falls in love or loves you back. And for fuck's sake, not all stories have happy endings"