'We've both said somethings we might regret '
'might' 'he may not still even care' 'what if he never cared?'
Micheal shook his head, his headphones falling to the floor a song clearly heard from them as the volume was enough to damage anyone's ears. At times like these he thought going deaf may make such thoughts would go away. This time, it was not.
Jermey Heere was the sweetest, most adorable, and dorkiest guy Michael, or anyone in general, had known. He was also, in a relationship with Christine Cagnicula. Meaning he did not love Michael Mell, and that after all they had been through left them as, just friends.
'At least he's not leaving me for someone else.' 'Psh, no, he is' ' this time it's just for someone else he already has, it's not friendship abandonment it's just being forgotten and replaced by a love interest ' This was normal, it was a fued between his brain and his heart, he couldn't tell which was what, which was right, and which was wrong. He began to talk to himself on the couch, the music in his headphones replaced song after song, Michael turning it off only to turn it back on in a fear of silence. 'I loved him, after all that. I loved him' 'and look at that, he never loved you back. Doesn't that make you feel just special' .
Special. Special is something you hold dear, Special is a person you love and cherish. Michael Mell didn't feel special. 'Micheal Mell isn't special' The lonely male bit his lip, could nothing stop this? 'Yeah, Jeremy can, Jeremy can make all this stop' 'but Jere-' 'but Jeremy isn't here, Jeremy is loving his life, his Christine, and everything else in between. Except one thing'
"Except me..."
"and I still loved him anyway"
A single tear ran down his face, as he got up and went to the door thinking a walk will clear his troubled mind, and fog up his broken heart, only to hear chatter from the outside, a familiar female and male.
The girl spoke up "I'll call" "Alright, I love you" "I love you too Jere-bear". 'Cute, looks like she picked out a familiar nickname for him.' 'I thought...you were my jere-bear'. Footsteps faded out and someone knocked at the door, in tears Michael locked the door instead of opening it. A harsh sob threatened at his throat 'Out of my way, loser' 'Optic Nerve blocking; on' 'he says all these awful things, only to come running back in the end' 'he tried to ignore you, he tried to fall for girls and break their hearts to get to Christine, Not Michael Mell' 'Micheal Mell wasn't making out with Jeremy Heere on Halloween, Micheal Mell was crying his eyes out in the bathroom like a baby because his lover called him a loser' 'Micheal Mell didn't get squiped of his fears and insecurities so he could show the true love he has for Jeremy, Micheal Mell was being trampled by teens as he let Jermey walk over him to save his own life, and a bit of the school to' 'Micheal Mell wasn't and never will be player two. He will always be a background nobody' 'I loved him, I loved him, I loved him. I didn't care because I loved him'
Micheal Mell was back in the bathroom 'Off yourself instead, forget you were ever born' A simple blade at a dark blue stream of skin, this is it
'He will never be into you-'
'I loved him, I loved him, I loved him'
'And I still love him '
