"Say, go through the darkest of days
Heaven's a heartbreak away."

"He has come up a long way from First Dance, eh?"

It was a harmless comment.
But I felt my eyes darkening.

"Yes."
Why am I sounding so curt and cold?

I glanced at you,
looking into your
faded sunset eyes.

"How's Reid?" I couldn't help but ask.

You winced.

"Good, I guess," you said.
You sounded so hopelessly sad
and Artis, I don't know why
but at twenty six, I felt my heart break
all over again.

"Lost all contact after high school."

Lost all contact.

'Why is it always him?
Eight years back.
Maybe eight years from now.'

I could finally see it.
Thinking back, Artis, I could always see.
And for the first time in years,
I could  b r e a t h e .

And I found myself walking away
from you, your beautiful unreadable eyes.

Maybe I was painting a misunderstanding
but before I could look at you,

I need to break some things off.

m i a.

College is killing me. Seriously. I'm not even trying to sound funny. I need a break so bad. I want to cry omg. I'm literally surviving on binge watching old SHINee videos.