(Tw/self harm)

No matter how much I try I never forget, I never forget just how much he helped me. My best friend, the one that saved me. No one else even tried, they let me wear long sleeves and long pants and bought every lie. He didn't. For some odd reason he didn't buy any smile, nor did he buy that i was always cold.

My mind scared me. It screamed at me that he was faking it, that i should push him away. I did. Then I didn't, but over time he changed. I changed just as much as he did.

We morphed into each other. He started off a happy blue but changed into a mess of black. I started off as a sad gray but changed into a very very light blue.

A blue that was barely there. He was a black that would swallow you whole. I never thought it would end up like this. I never knew that this would happen.

Then there was her. God I loved her, But she was a sad pink and i guess sad pink and sad gray don't go together. I wish they did. She made me a better person. Then we started to yell and scream. I wish we didn't. I wish she got better. I wish we became a happy purple.

Between the two, I should have became this brilliant turquoise.

The key words are 'should have' because now I'm a deep dark mess of almost black.

A/n: so hi. I'm back and shit is about to go down. I hope you like this story too. That'd be great if you did.
~anika