To The Moon

Seeing the scars threw his eyes.

It was different, he was different, after the night at the lake he was just distant I've tried talking to him but all he does is shrugs. After my shift, I make my way up the stairs. I gently knock on his door, nothing. I twist the handle and let myself in, there's Michael sitting at the bottom of his bed with a soccer ball in his hands witch he would call a 'football' I look down at him, he glances up, then down, then up to outer space. There's a poster of a guy with a guitar above his bed, he's rooms small but big, big area, big furniture, less room, he had a long window beside his bed with black shaded curtains, nothing could get in, nor let his monsters out. A desk on the other end, there was about five ft. Between the end of his bed and the closet. I go and sit down next to him, grab the football out of his hands, I lean in on him my head on his shoulder as his head falls crashing onto mine without the smallest bit of pain."Michael, what's going on?" He doesn't answer me, for five minutes, then ten, then I get up walk over to his desk and something glances my eye, I look down, its a drawing, a picture of four boys with emo hair in sweater paw zip ups the drawings in black and white so you can't tell really the colours of them, threw colours you can't find so much in a person. "Snoop much" my knees give out, as I turn to face him, his eyes are glazed over black, he hasn't slept in days, sense the lake, his hairs all messy like the 'four am running hands threw hair messy,' hasn't showered, changed, anything. "Oh uh I was just looking, nice room?" He picked up the picture starred at it in blank head, he looks back at me, and I see something that I haven't seen before, I see hurt, pain, self destruction, and I have found Michael, the real him what he does, his hurt behind this picture. He looks back up at me eyes locked on each other, "I, I can see the hurt in your eyes, the pain behind your smile. I know you've stayed up all night crying your self to sleep because you were insecure, and judging be your tee shirt you went to music to help you escape, they lyrics explained you felt better then words ever did" I look at him shocked, and embarrassed. "Kierran, I know-" "you don't know shit all about me, Michael" I moved around him and headed for the door, he grabbed my wrist and spun me around were close, close like the only thing that could come between us is a band card and it would still get stuck close. My face in his chest, his left hand pushes my chin up to make me face him while his right is rested on my waist both my hands were on his chest shocked, then, moved around his torso. He lifts me up hands both holding me up face to face "then tell me you haven't done any of those things." He whispered and gently kissed me on the forehead, the moon and sun collide, the world is ending, people are dying but he's the only one on my mind and lips. He pulls back and let's me down. He goes and sits down on his bed and bring the picture I join curious as why he brought it, but don't say anything. "Ashton, he um he drew this before he died, see there's Luke, Calum, me, and ashton" he said as he moved his finger to the person he spoke of. I see that familiar tear I say a week or so back, "they were my everything, music was so much more important to me than school ever was. Me and Calum hung out a bit, we saw Luke, Luke Hemmings put videos up on YouTube a few times, he performed at school concerts and then Calum and I started performing and then the three of us went at it, with the videos and the music, ashton always was telling us about how he would watch the videos and say how much better he would be if he were in them, and then one day he was and it felt like the next he wasn't just gone" he's looking down at the picture the tear in his eye dripping down slowly, and I feel like I've known him forever, all I want to do is make the pain stop, his eyes are see threw you can see his past the hurt the pain just like he said, staying up all night crying, music and the lyrics explaining. It's all him and me we become one.