Just a random one-shot. Hope you like.(:
My favorite line from one of Panic! At the Disco's songs.
Lately, i've been thinking about the last day he was here.
The sadness in his eyes, the uncalmness of his voice, him leaving without a good-bye.
For some reason, even almost 5 months later, it bothers me.
When I hugged him, he broke down. Ugh.
He smelled like pine trees, which smelled amazing.
His piano hands, the way he laughed. It almost feels like it never happened.
But, it did.
Then, there's my best friend who claims he didn't cry when he hugged me,
but her. I feel like calling her a whore.
I would give almost anything for him to come back, but he won't.
So, this has been my random rant.