It's still dark out...
Hey, Anon, what time is it-
Oh, right. He's...
Don't think about him... you need to get to sleep... j-just close your eyes and block it out...
...
God damn it... stop thinking about him!
It couldn't have worked out! You knew that! HE knew that! If the our families learned we were getting so close... I mean, it's one thing that he's a guy, but HUMAN too? If anybody found out it would mean...
So why did he keep trying to get so close to you?! H-he should have known better! This is HIS fault!
...
No, that's not being fair to him, is it? You let it happen. Wanted it, even, didn't you? Begging for every glance and word like a stupid lovesick puppy...
Ancestors help me... i'm such a freak...
I wonder what he's doing right now? What he's thinking about? He's probably asleep, he has his important human duties or whatever, he's certainly better adjusted than the pack's runt here...
Does he even think of me anymore?
Would he even care that I can't get him out of my head? That I keep waking up thinking if I reach out he'll be there?
The bed doesn't even feel like mine anymore without his body being there to indent it...
...
You had to burn the bridge too, didn't you? Say all those horrible things about him because you were insecure and scared...
Who am I kidding, no way he's thinking about a loser like me after all that. Especially after I started crying towards the end...
...
No, Anon's not like that. He's a good person. He's probably already licked his wounds and m-moved on... to someone better than me.
Guess he'll never know then... how much I miss him...
How much I regret hurting him...
How badly I want him back here in bed with me and to tell me it will all be ok...
...
Come on, get to bed. That's enough moping for one night...
he thought Anon got to move on
but in reality he just lays on his bed doing nothing.
nothing interest him
one day or several passes without anything happening.
he doesn't cry, just feels emptiness
but every now and then he thinks of him
how his presense filled his life with sense of worthiness and happiness.
but without of him what remains
Anon. A empty husk without direction, passion or purpouse

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Pub: 05 Nov 2021 20:13 UTC
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