A/N: This story takes place after the events that occurred in "The Not So Suite Life of Zack." Rated M for mention of substance use, profanity, sexual references, and other adult themes.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.


- Prologue -

So he's dead. So I've heard.
So I've brooded. So I've cared.
So I've loved. So I've lost.
Let my life go on from there.
So I've wondered. So I've waited.
So I've tried. So I've failed.
So I've pretended. So I've felt.
Let my life go on from there.
So I've needed. So I've taken.
So I've received. So I've neglected.
So I've abandoned. So I've believed.
Let my life go on as expected.
So we're nothing. So we're something
So we're trying. So we've tried.
So we've lived. So we've paused.
Let my wounds heal in time.
So we've hoped. So we've dreamed.
So we've gained. So we're last.
So we've moved. So we've been.
Let my life move from the past.
So I've fallen. So I've given.
So I've broken. So I've cried.
So he's gone. So I've heard.
Let my life go on tonight.