Inspired by Isaac Travers.
Born on the 23/01/94.
Died on the 03/01/09.
May you rest in peace.
Lie about us
23/01/94 – 03/01/09
Maybe there is such a thing as true love.
Aristotle says "Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies".
Maybe this is true.
What would happen once they went? What if the attraction was so hard that no one else would stop you? That when he went away it ripped you apart? That you didn't want to keep on living? I know this feeling. You feel so low, that you feel like nothing can bring you back up. That you would do anything to have them back.
I don't know where to begin. It's so hard to just try and explain how I feel about him or what I am feeling at the moment.
Well... what if that person you couldn't live without dies?
It breaks you.
When I found out, it felt like something had been pulled out of me. I thought someone was playing a joke. I went to see his body. After I left I cried. He still looked gorgeous. Photos couldn't do him justice. He died on the 3rd of January. His funeral was on the 11th of January. I didn't go to his funeral. It would have been his birthday on the 23rd of January.
It was after his birthday that I broke. His mother had put a article in the newspaper. I still have it. I cried so many times. I listened to our song more times than I should of. I treated my friends badly. I was a mess. I don't know what made me "better". My emotions are still whacked out because of it. I don't know how I have coped.
As I write this I'm listening to our song… Lie about us by Avant. He's the one who introduced me to that song. I know all the words. I'm the guy in the song and he's the girl.
I wish I could just hug him. Or at least knew where the necklace was that he gave me. He made that necklace. I can't say that I will stay stable forever. I'm still slowly mending, but the hole inside me can never be filled with anyone else. My friends think I'm back to normal. What does that mean? They don't see how I react. They were there for me when I needed them the most. They still are, but they can't see what's inside me.
My thoughts are all broken up.
Baby, tell me how to live without you.