Broken Home// MC// Watty2016

5.06

Morgan's pov:

One of the saddest things in life
Would have to be gravity.

His arms wrapped around my waist, securing me close to his body. Our lips moved in sync.

Because whatever goes up
Must come down.

"I love you Morgan..." He muttered as we pulled apart to take oxygen into our burning lungs.

And they tend to come down in at a hurdling pace.

I smiled at him, until a familiar smell filled my nose with unwanted memories

At an uncatchable rate until
Boom

"You're drunk... You don't mean it." I mutter to him, making his eyebrows furrow. "Drunk words are sober thoughts kitty. I promise." He whispered to me, his eyes now a fresh green color, like spring grass after a long, dead winter.

You crash into the ground.

"Hey Michael, you wanna play Fifa? " Lukes voice filled the empty peach around us. Michaels green eyes started to glaze over.
No please... I remembered thinking as he backed away from me. Luke swung open the door, his blue eyes focused on me. Blue eyes aflame as he glared at me.

"I thought I told you to leave?!" 

And with one last look at Michael, I could see that the tenderness I saw at one point was gone. He was hallow again. He was a stranger. He was a porcelain doll with grass green eyes.

Please don't crash.

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