chapter 2

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phoenix's pov ;

dear mikey ;

i miss you, i miss the way you used to sneak quick glances at me when you thought I wasn't even looking, i miss the way you used to play with my hair whenever i was around you, i miss the way you used to hug me and never let go, i miss the way you used to nuzzle your head in my hair and say that it smelled like flowers, i miss the way you used to shoot me those smiles that never failed to make me smile too, i miss the way you used to laugh and try to brush the topic off whenever i asked you why you were always staring at me, i miss the way you always used to boop my nose, i miss the way your hand fit perfectly in mine, i miss the way you used pout whenever I stole one of your flannels, I miss the way you used to tease me whenever you beat me at a game, i miss the way your eyes lit up whenever you got an idea for a song, i miss the way you used to sing me to sleep whenever i couldn't sleep, i miss the way you used to stay up playing video games and instead slept all day, i miss you so fucking much michael and i can't even do anything about it

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btw this entire plot was inspired by the song 'these are the lies' by the cab hence the title

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