Chapter 12: In the Mirror
Greg sat on his couch, replaying the events of the past three days over and over in his head. He had no idea what to do.
Tell me about those nights you stayed awake
Tell me about those days you hated me
Tell me how you'd rather die alone
Than be stuck here with me
And maybe you've fallen down
And maybe you just took the long way home
But baby, you could never love you, like me
Greg stood up and made his way to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror and saw that his blue eyes looked dull and weary. Actually everything about him reflected his exhaustion. He looked almost ten years older and his expression was that of misery.
He'd spent the whole day alone, thinking about James, and it'd been one of the worst days of his life. It even ranked up there with Stacy leaving and the infarction. The idea of James leaving was seemingly worse then both events combined. Suddenly, Greg realized just how important James was to him.
And one day this will fade away
In the mirror you'll see your smiling face
And standing next to you will always be me