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August, September, October, November, December, January, Feburary, March. Eight months without hearing your voice. How I've managed through that, I don't know. I don't know much of anything anymore, Except that this existence Doesn't mean a lot without you around. All I know is that I just... Miss you. I miss how you worried over me, I miss how you laughed at me And called me stupid when I said You didn't love me. I miss how you let yourself Cry in front of me, I miss how you let me Cry in front of you. I even miss the way I Hit my knees that day, The first time you broke my heart. I miss the little things, Like how you w

Every time I think of you, I get shot right through into a bolt of blue... "So, have you missed me?" you ask. What a stupid question. "Not a bit." And how stupid of me to lie. Talking to you makes my heart pound, Makes my chest grow tight. I have missed you. I can bet that for every breath I've taken since we've been apart, I've thought about you ten times. "Hm. Likewise." How is it possible that the same person That gave meaning to my life Is now the one that's tearing me apart? "If you haven't missed me, why did you call?" I can almost feel you scowl. "I didn't. I hit the wrong button on my phone." You've never been a good

Mero: |: Mello: Oh, Lord. What? Mero:....I forgot Shoe's birthday... Matt:...Idiot. Mero: SHUTTUP. D: I'm busy trying to figure out what I'm going to do for her... Mello: Write her something. You're okay at writing, aren't you? Mero: Well, yeah, but... Near: You don't want it to be just some random yaoi fanfic? Mero: Exactly. I mean, she's like, my best interwebz buddy. 'S gotta be SPECIAL. But I'm sort of brain-dead right now, soooo.... Mello: Do some crack~ Mero:....What? Mello: I dunno, maybe if you do some crack, you'll just type a bunch of words and they'll sound good together. Mero:...Where the hell is the logic in that? Me

Would it have been strange if I cried, or is it strange that I didn't cry? I certainly could have. After learning of Mello's death, along with Matt's, I felt very...lonely. Be for that moment, I didn't know what loneliness was. When Mello had come to get his picture from me, it wasn't the first time we'd seen each other since he left the orphanage. He hadn't let me be lonely, and I became very fond of our...visits. But then...without even knowing he was doing so, he left me to face a lifetime discovering what loneliness was. "Near?" I tear my eyes away from the fingerpuppet on my index finger to look at Linder. "Are you alright?" she

Halfway through level ninety-two on a one hundred-level game, day three. It's about, eh, half an hour til midnight. Mello's sugar high is starting to wear off a little, but not enough to really notice. Matt's thumbs are tapping away at his GameBoy at a speed that should not only not be possible, but should almost be illegal. Yes, they've been sitting here for three days, doing nothing but this. It was about ten minutes after day one officially began before Mello joined in the fun. He'd stolen chocolate from the kitchen (again), and it was an amount that would cause Augustas Gloop to get full. Neither of them had moved much, except for