TazAndMe

Adam sat alone in his house. He sighed, and ran his fingers through his hair. It had been such a long time since they last spoke, but he still missed him. No matter what he did, he was always on his mind. No matter what he did, nobody could replace him, or take his mind off of him. The dark haired man stood at his window, and stared out it, with sad, multicolored eyes. One orange, and one blue. He didn't look at anything in particular, staring into space, and thinking of the boy that captured his heart. He hoped that he was ok, and that life was treating him well. That he'd somehow found love and success, and that he was happy. That he wasn'