I Found You, Something Told Me To Stay.
Selfish Ways.
“Dude,” a distant voice spoke, making me grunt into the dampened pillow beneath my face. I shifted in my bunk away from the noise in attempt to fall back into the dream I was having. Shewas in it; the love of my life. That was the only way I’d be able to see her, was in my dreams.
“Matt, wake up,” the voice spoke again, this time clearer. A dull thud pounded behind my eyes, and I winced as the person began to shake me by my shoulders.
“No,” I snapped, turning to the voice, only to bury my head under the covers as sunlight stung my eyes.
“Dude, you’ve been non-stop moping for the past week. It’s time to get out and enjoy life, man. It’s kinda disgusting how you’re wallowing in your own self-pity,”
I rolled my eyes at the voice that I now recognized as Zacky’s. His slight lisp was evident in his sarcastic words, and I suddenly felt drained. I hadn’t even been awake for 2 minutes and I already wanted to go back to sleep.
“Go away, Zack,” I mumbled, my voice muffled beneath the sheets.
He ripped the sheets off of my exposed body, and I instantly reached for them. I pulled them back over me, and turned to face the wall.
“Shadows, please?” Zacky asked quietly, sitting on my bunk next to me.
“No,” I repeated. I wasn’t going to give in that easily.
“Not even to party with us?” Zacky smirked, watching my reaction like a hawk. I felt his eyes on me and I contemplated on whether or not to go. It gave me an excuse to get shit-faced, so I could suppress more memories of her.
It’s been an entire week, and I still have no idea what happened with us. One day Valary and I were doing great, and the next I come back to the hotel room to find her in bed with a roadie. I never understood how I could have been so blind to her slipping away from me. I guess I was in denial.
“We were going to stop back in Huntington since we're so close now, and go to our bar, dude. BeachFront Bar brings back memories, yeah?” Zacky spoke interrupting my train of thought.
“Okay,” I sighed, and I felt the edge of the bunk release under Zacky’s weight as he went to get up, and I turned to him, squinting my eyes, “But on one condition,”
“What’s that?”
“You find me someone to help me forget Val,”
“Done,”
“Matt, wake up,” the voice spoke again, this time clearer. A dull thud pounded behind my eyes, and I winced as the person began to shake me by my shoulders.
“No,” I snapped, turning to the voice, only to bury my head under the covers as sunlight stung my eyes.
“Dude, you’ve been non-stop moping for the past week. It’s time to get out and enjoy life, man. It’s kinda disgusting how you’re wallowing in your own self-pity,”
I rolled my eyes at the voice that I now recognized as Zacky’s. His slight lisp was evident in his sarcastic words, and I suddenly felt drained. I hadn’t even been awake for 2 minutes and I already wanted to go back to sleep.
“Go away, Zack,” I mumbled, my voice muffled beneath the sheets.
He ripped the sheets off of my exposed body, and I instantly reached for them. I pulled them back over me, and turned to face the wall.
“Shadows, please?” Zacky asked quietly, sitting on my bunk next to me.
“No,” I repeated. I wasn’t going to give in that easily.
“Not even to party with us?” Zacky smirked, watching my reaction like a hawk. I felt his eyes on me and I contemplated on whether or not to go. It gave me an excuse to get shit-faced, so I could suppress more memories of her.
It’s been an entire week, and I still have no idea what happened with us. One day Valary and I were doing great, and the next I come back to the hotel room to find her in bed with a roadie. I never understood how I could have been so blind to her slipping away from me. I guess I was in denial.
“We were going to stop back in Huntington since we're so close now, and go to our bar, dude. BeachFront Bar brings back memories, yeah?” Zacky spoke interrupting my train of thought.
“Okay,” I sighed, and I felt the edge of the bunk release under Zacky’s weight as he went to get up, and I turned to him, squinting my eyes, “But on one condition,”
“What’s that?”
“You find me someone to help me forget Val,”
“Done,”
4/18/13