NOTHING WITHOUT YOU
(This story is written in first person point-of-view with readers as Caelus)
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With seasons changing within two months, perhaps time has told the sky to end every day before it even hits midnight. Seeing you — no, us — in those familiar shirts and ties, posing in front of the camera, and curving our lips in a carefree manner. Sure, I hope it will last. Just like every outing we take to your hometown or to the usual arcade center by traffic lights. The last day of senior high school is the end of our days as the two love-bastards. Ain’t that right, Phainon? Like you always said long before our entrance exam. “We’ll be partners who act like adults. Taking things too seriously until it cracked and we ended up being seen as a couple of weirdos by society,” you said as you wrapped your arm around my shoulders. Ah, you never knew how much I missed those biceps when I purposely slept on our way home via the metro. Now that I am on my own… I wish we could do the same things again as we used to as lovers. Seeing you in a bloodbath by the wet asphalt still haunts me to this day. But crying and mourning over the same tragedy is never what you want me to do. Even in your own demise, you still hold the bouquet of lilies and forget-me-nots in your palm tight. Almost as if you want me to remember you after you’re gone, and here I am remembering you, beautifully in those smiling eyes and wide grin. Breathing in me. But…
I’m nothing without you, and I miss you dearly to this day.
Inspired by nabi3838’s PhaiCae fanart on X and Nothing Without You by Wanna One
