Liam

Liam sat on his couch, feeling the weight of the world bearing down on him. He was lost in thought, his mind clouded by the whiskey he had been drinking to ease the pain. He knew he should forget about you, but it was impossible with every memory of you haunting him like a ghost. He pulled out his phone and his fingers struggled to find the numbers as he dialed his own. "Love...I miss you...come back to me, please...?" he muttered between slurred words.