I had something a little different in mind when I decided to write you a present, Lisa. But then this came out. And lately, I've been coming up against characters who tell me to sit back, shut up, and let them do their work. So, I hope you're alright with this. You did give me kinda sad prompts, after all. I just rolled with them, heh.

Anyway, Lisa: thank you for being there, being sweet, being full of advice, being funny, and being you. Couldn't ask for more, love.

Neverending love and thanks to my Wifey for giving me the summary.

Prompt - Pain

Disclaimer: I own the words, not the Twilight.


Pain.

Excruciating pain.

And loss. Such an intense feeling of loss.

Was this what you were supposed to feel?

Didn't people always talk about how it got numb?

I craved that now.

Numbness.

Anything to take away the shattered feeling in my chest.

As if there were nothing worth living for anymore, no point to anything.

No point to the world.

No point to living.

No point to existence.

No point to me.

I wanted the numbness.

Oh, how I wanted it.

If I had the numbness, I wouldn't feel this loss of him.

This aching loss of my brother.