"I need you to know that I miss you … I miss you so bad" her voice was strained; it sounding like heartbreak alone.
"I didn't want it to mean this much to me, but it does" a lump formed in her throat; seeming impossible to swallow. Sucking in a shaky breath, she continued; "I miss the lips that made me fly, the eyes that I would die for, that voice of an angel and the only one who can really love me for me"
Her teeth began to chatter for a moment. Her whole body felt cold; nerves dead. "Don't hold this against me … but, it's like I can barely remember you anymore" she winced.
"You're ... you're not you and it hurts me how much I miss you." Eyelids closed, face tensed, she fought back the tears that were fighting their way down her cheeks. "It's like you disappeared and someone else took over. Almost as if you're drowning in some fake personality…"
She could see him now, shaking his head; not believing what she's saying.
"The way I see it – you can't make someone love you when they don't … I'm not trying to force you to love me, but I just can't let these things go unsaid. I mean," she paused and a pained expression crossed her face; "I just want a simple explanation for what I'm feeling inside!"
"Is this going to continue much longer? How long am I going to have to put up with this feeling? It's burning away all the good things in my life Nick! Burning. It's like this untamed fire that I have no control over! This fire that I can't seem to put out…"He would tear up; she knew it. He had to. If he didn't … he was more of a coward then she had expected.
Her facial expressions relaxed; the lines creased into her forehead smoothing out. Her eyes slowly closed and a small smile graced her lips. A throaty laugh escaped from her lips, "You know, no matter how much time goes by, how much pain I have to endure … I won't forget the first time you looked at me"
He would wince at the thought; an old memory that was supposed to be stashed away forever.
She sighed; "I may want to rip your throat out at the moment, but we understand each other … we care about each other; and I believe years from now, we still will."
Miley could imagine him shaking his head and muttering an "I don't care"
She would smirk and reply; "Sometimes it's easier to say that you don't care than to explain all the reasons you do"
Standing there, he would look dazed and she would smile. An accomplishment.
"Ok …" Miley breathed out; looking away from the mirror. "I think I'm ready" she smiled. Grabbing her coat off her computer chair and heading towards the door; she smirked. She was ready to face her worst nightmare.
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