Miley's P.O.V
Its bad, Trace…real bad. Nothing can keep me above water anymore, I'm sinking into my own sorrows…drowning actually. I need you. I miss you. I love you.
-Mi
"Miley get up! It's been 6 months." My mom can be annoying sometimes. She likes to be able to fix everything and is over controlling. Sometimes I just wish she would leave me alone, it's all I really want. She went over to my blinds and opened them; the sunlight dominated my room and blinded my eyes. I groaned then buried myself into the covers. "Miley Ray Stewart! You need to get up; you're not doing this anymore. We've moved on, life's moved on, now it's your turn."
I can't believe she can even say she's moved on…you don't just "move on" from that kinda thing. I didn't move, I just sank deeper into the darkness…deeper into what I've become. Life is beginning to move again and I'm being left behind. I'm at a standstill, unable to move…paralyzed. I know that someday I have to catch up but for now I'm just going to lay in my dark room…my dreamless, sad, empty room.
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