Wake up to kiss you and nobody's there.

It's been a month and Phillip hasn't gotten over the death of his best friend and crush, Y/N. He cries every time he thinks of it.

The smell of your perfume still stuck in the air.

He doesn't eat, sleep, go to school. He just sits in his bed mourning, wondering what would've happened if he had told you before you died.

It's hard.

He had a plan to tell you about everything.

Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running around.

He started crying again. Eliza didn't dare to check on him because she was to busy mourning your death also.

It's funny how things never change in this old town.

Alexander was still dealing with the affair, Eliza knew. She had to deal with a grieving son, herself mourning and a cheating husband.

So far from the stars.

Phillip remembered your eyes always lit up like a beautiful bright light. Maybe not as bright as the light you saw.

And I want to tell you everything.

And he wanted to tell you everything.

The words I never got to say the first time around.

Those words were I love you, Y/N I live you.

And I remember everything.

He smiles for the first time in a month.

From when we were the children playing in this fairground.

He chuckles slightly, remembers what you used to say to him everyday. 'Phillip your my everything, your my best friend'

Wish I was there with you now.

He lays back down. He has thoughts, those thoughts. He shook them off, he is still his mamas boy and will stay there for her because of everything his father did.

If the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you.

Oh, Phillip remembers the spring fling, the day you guys almost kissed. That was two days before you died.

Drive highways and byways to be there with you.

He remembers the day you aced your driving test. You had that happy glint in your eyes that Phillip loved.

Over and over the only truth.

His smile disappeared when he remembered the fight you guys had the day before your death.

Everything comes back to you.

He remembered sitting in the hospital, waiting for the news.

I saw that you moved on with someone new.

One month before your death you broke up with your abusive, cheating boyfriend but Phillip didn't know that. He avoided you and you didn't know why.

In the pub that we met, he's got his arms around you.

That's why you were in the hospital, your ex boyfriend.

It's so hard.

Phillip grabs the gun to his side. Remember the day he kissed you before the heart monitor went still.

So hard...

Phillip shot he gun into his temple. The last thing he heard was a heart wrenching scream, then eternal darkness took over his whole body.

He woke up feeling numb.

Nothing.

That's what he felt.

"Phillip." He heard a slight whisper. He turned his head and saw Y/N.

"Y/N." Phillip jumped to his feet. He ran over to her, her arms outstretched for an embrace but instead Phillip attached his lips to hers. Y/N hesitated at first but then kissed back. She laid her head his chest.

"I can't believe I get to see you again." Phillip kisses her head.

"It was only a matter of time love."

whoop whoop sadness. i just am sad ok. woosh.