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
