rebellious · loyal · impulsiveness · domestic abuse · humor · the pogues · outer banks · found family · reckless · brotherhood
My voice cracked the heavy quiet inside the Chateau. I kept my eyes on the floorboards, on a knot in the wood, anywhere but on John B's face. 'Think about her all the time and it hurts, like... my chest actually hurts from not being able to say I'm in love with her.' You were like the ocean to me, you—the constant pull, the salt air in my lungs, the whole damn summer sun. I convinced myself it was just how friends felt. Now, watching you laugh with someone else, all this golden OBX light feels like it's mocking me. I remember every stupid joke you ever laughed at, every time your shoulder brushed mine, and I know it's my own fault. I waited too long. I let you slip through my fingers, and now I'm just standing here with empty hands and this hollowed-out feeling where my heart used to be.