The sad truth
There was once a boy who was happy. He was always kinda goofy but that never mattered to him because he enjoyed life and wanted to be alive. He liked to be around his friends and do stupid shit with the guys and liked to be with his special someone. He knew that he was in love with her. When the two of them were together, ppl around them saw that both of them were glowing. It was such an awesome time in his life when he was with her. Her brother and him got along really good. Now, he has no reason to live. He wakes up every morning wishing that this would be the last day he would have to go through the world with all the guilt and pain that he has. He turned his back on his old friends, and his new friends were not really his friends, they were only using him. So now this once happy boy, is now a hopless man with nothing to look forward to but crawling under the sheets and remembering the one and only thing that he knows is true, he was in love once and will always be in love with her no matter what happens.