"Things aren't the way they used to be..."
"What's the matter?" I ask my husband, realizing that he looks upset about something.
"Nothing." He replies, he rarely uses one word responses unless he's upset.
"Honestly?" I raise my eyebrows in an attempt to make him laugh. I fail.
"Fine, I guess things aren't the way they used to be." I look worried, scared that he's talking about me. He swallows. "I miss that rush of being on stage, with the screams of the fans in the crowd. It made me feel good about myself. It made me feel worthy of being alive."
"You don't think you deserve to be alive?" I whisper. "You want to be dead?"
"I...No...I just don't know. Sometimes I think that you are the only good thing in my life." He says close to tears.
That's when I begin to wonder why is he only telling me this now, does he not trust me? Does he not love me?
"Isn't it enough?" I ask, trying to fight back the tears. "You wanted to inspire people, you inspired me. You wanted to save lives. you saved mine. You wanted to do something amazing and you already have. It's not just me that you have inspired, think of all those fans, the ones you met, the ones you didn't, you may not hear them like you used to but they're still there. Once you love something, or someone it never goes away. Think of all those people you saved, because of your music. When they thought they couldn't go on, they would shove in their headphones and put on something that would always make them smile. Big Time Rush. Think of all those memories you have and cherish them, never forget. Never forget that you are an inspiration and the most amazing man on this planet today. I love you no matter what. I love you Logan. I love you."
I finish my long and tedious speech with salty tears rolling down my face. Why do I always end up crying? But I guess it's hard when someone you love so much can only see bad things within themselves, bad things that you can't see. I'll always love Logan; I guess that's part of the issue here, that we both see bad within ourselves but not in the other person. Hopefully he'll start believing in himself again, I need him in my life. I need him to be there for me. We may not have the best relationship ever but we do love each other and need the other to survive. We're lucky we found each other really.
He steps towards me and wipes my tears. "You shouldn't be crying beautiful, you should be happy." He looks me in the eyes and kisses my forehead. "I'm glad you love me, because I love you."
AN: This is just a terrible and short thing that I wrote when I was bored. I apologise for my bad writing skills and the way that this is pointless. It's kind of an ambiguous thing (sorry I feel the need to explain myself if it's not clear). This could either the character Logan Mitchell or the actor Logan Henderson (it's whatever the reader {you} thinks fits better). It's also not explained who it is married to Logan. Decide yourselves. (Sorry I'm being lazy here). Thank-you for reading.