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don’t forget i loved you, don’t forget i would of torn my own heart out so my blood could warm your hands. don’t pretend like you didn’t know. don’t pretend like you didn’t turn away and never chose to let me go. don’t put me in second place when i DESERVE to be first. don’t even say i didn’t love you when every day it was ME who hurt. don’t forget i loved you, don’t forget that fact. because even if i could… i wouldn’t take that back

@legallyjesscross

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Tyson x Jess x Justin THE WORLD MUST KNOW CI

the otp of all otp’s there’s too much love in tj’s heart to have only one true love i’m sorry world

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Foundations || Jyson

This is a flashback para to the day of Jessica and Tyson’s break up.

In the cold air, he pulled the collar of his jacket up to cover the nape of his neck, standing outside one of the houses, his fingertips feeling cold and frozen. He had just bumped into Justin’s girlfriend, Leslie, who had been telling him something about Pomeranian’s... Or was it pomegranates? When it came to Leslie, even TJ was often loss in the blurs of words and unrelated topics of conversation, and yet he would always listen, the same grin plastered all over his blank face. The blank face that had driven everyone around him slowly insane, but he didn’t know that. After all, he was just a pretty picture, painted out of the leftovers of a woman who could not deal with the world and a man who had took flight before he even had a chance to meet him. That was the thing about art. It could be looked at, it could be desired, but once you owned it, sometimes it seemed that the charm wore off. Not only that but it started to become old and dusty and the more you looked at it, the uglier it became. And it seemed that this, was the reason that all of those who had ever came to be fond of Tyson King had just as easily grown weary of him and the contents of his soul, which was neither terribly ugly or terribly beautiful. Maybe that was another issue, it wasn’t terribly anything. He was kind, he was not someone who gave up, he had tried time and time again to correct his failing relationships, but he didn’t blame himself for the last one, after all, you can’t change who you love. Especially if it’s not men. He messed with the zipper of his jacket, deep in thought and trying to think about his latest argument with Jessica. It seemed like all he had to do was open his mouth for her to turn on him with such spite that he could barely mumble a few words. He had tried desperately to bridge the gaps in their relationship, in their supposed love. What did you do when it was all taking and never any giving? What did you do when they weren’t even taking anymore but you were still giving? That was a question he would never know the answer to.

At Seventeen years old in a T-shirt that was totally irrelevant to their era and shoes which had been worn a few too many times and an awkward smile on his face, Tyson King was about to walk into one of the three worst break up’s of his life and he didn’t even know it. That was the thing, sometimes you had no idea which moments were going to be the ones to change your entire life. He may have noticed that she had not added kisses to the end of her texts, or that she may not have seemed happy when he opened the door, but she had not seemed happy in a long time and the kisses had dwindled for weeks before this day. Their arguments had grown so vicious that they left marks of tiredness beneath his eyes at times but she would not notice that, just as he did not notice the look in her eye that would tell him that he should of stayed, that she wanted him to try, for the years that followed. With a sad sigh, he walked over to where she lay on the bed, his fingers tangling in her hair as he gently brushed her cheek, “Jessie,” he frowned, quietly placing a kiss on her forehead and ignoring the fact that with each second their relationship lasted she seemed further and further away, “Baby,” he whispered, finally letting go and sitting awkward and abandoned on the edge of her bed, “I don’t want to have another argument, can we just forget about it?”

#paras #GOOD BYE SWEET WORLD #jyson