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A.N. Inspired by the song 'Fall To Pieces' by Velvet Revolver. Lyrics included.

Fall To Pieces

It's been a long year

Since you've been gone

I've been alone here

I've grown old

I fall to pieces, I'm falling

Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

Miley is beautiful, and I can't help the flutter in my chest as I sit here flipping through the many photographs I have of her, of us together taken throughout the years of our friendship. It's only been a few months since we parted ways at the airport, but it feels infinitely longer and each day my heart breaks a little bit more at her absence. What could I do? We both have dreams, different dreams; Miley's has always been her career and mine has always been to go to college with my best friend. But my best friend isn't here; she's off in Paris for the year making a movie with Tom Cruise and Steven Spielberg, an opportunity that no one could pass up.

It wouldn't be fair to either of us if I'd gone to Paris with her like we originally planned, or if Miley stayed here and gone to school. We're getting older and our lives and priorities are different.

I keep a journal of memories

I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe

I fall to pieces, I'm falling

Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

Every time I'm falling down

All alone I fall to pieces

I don't know when it changed, but missing Miley turned into heartache and a longing that keeps me awake at night. My breath catches, my face flushes and there's an ache in my chest that has become a permanent fixture. I can't focus on anything, and I'd rather sit here and flip through old journals of our time together and pictures, losing myself in memories of the past and yearning for a present and a future with her by my side.

I cry myself to sleep at night and when I finally fall asleep, Miley is here. She's kissing me, loving me and telling me that everything will be alright, and then the harsh reality sets in and I wake up alone. These dreams have clouded my senses so deeply that sometimes I actually think that they are real, that Miley and I are together and the loneliness is just a nightmare.

I don't know when it happened, but I've fallen in love with my best friend. Sometimes, I think she loves me too; I mean, who would give up a secret identity for someone who's just a friend? I can't help but think that before life separated us, we were on the verge of something more; destined for something greater than friendship.

So, I lay here thinking of my sweet Miley, hoping that wherever she is, she's thinking of me too.

All the years I've tried

With more to go

Will the memories die?

I'm waiting

Will I find you?

Can I find you?

We're falling down

I'm falling

I might continue with this using other songs. Review? :)