The feeling of losing someone

can only be imagined by those who are unlucky enough to experience it

the rest of you have no idea

as for me

I guess ill never know

because, from the day I was born there has been no one important to me

but I guess the feeling I had when A disappeared is close enough

my name is BB

B for backup

B for beyond birthday

the name I gave myself

if I had to symbolize myself as anything

I would have said I was a mere ball of yarn

A tangled mess of wasted life

In my whole life

there had only been me

only my reflection to stare at

and it stared back at me

with those horrid red eyes

I hated those eyes

and the numbers I saw with them

humans are curious creatures

I never really considered myself as one of them

i'm sure they never considered me either

"monster" they called me

because of these hateful eyes

I saw things that they fear to know and are dying to find out

I see the numbers as they count down

over and over again

it was so meaningless

A was the same

but he was so...different

because he looked at me

like I was the same as him

we had fun together

laughing at the foolishness of humans

they even gave us a nickname

the "laughing twins" they called us

the tight ball of yarn...slowly began to unravel

but all fun things had to end

A was captured

a tear slid down my cheek As I watched helplessly as they took him away from my life

and I realized

that I was more like them then I thought I was

like the humans

As they dragged him away

he turned and looked straight at me

With strong, clear eyes, he mouthed his last syllable

"L"

Suddenly that thread....

snapped

A/N: I GAVE BB A GOD COMPLEX!!!

XD