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Gone
Gone. Gone was my life. Gone was my reason to live. Gone was my happiness. Gone was my heart. Gone was Sirius Black. He told me he couldn't be in this relationship anymore. He told me he didn't love me. My heart broke in two. I cried, but it didn't make a difference. I pleaded him to stay, but he wouldn't listen. I cried out his name, but he wouldn't even look back. Now he's gone, and he took my reason for living with him. If he ever comes back, he'll find me gone. Gone forever. Gone from this word. Gone, and never coming back.
Gravity
"I'm gay." I couldn't believe I had just said that.
"You're… wait, what?"
"There's more."
"What?"
"I think I'm in love with you."
"Wow." He breathed.
We were sitting together on my bed and I expected him to move away from me but he didn't. In fact, he moved closer.
"Look, it's not my fault." I said, lifting my eyes to his.
"No?" He asked, at this point our lips were about five centimeters apart.
"I can't help falling in love with you." I said, kissing him.
We broke apart but he didn't move away. "Then I guess we'll just blame gravity."