Sakuatsu - Bitter (Angst)

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The rain pours down as I took a sip of my coffee.

"Bitter" I announced placing down the mug that was halfway filled with coffee.

Once I placed my fingers down, my lips quivered into a frown. My usual smile that shined bright on the courts was long gone.

 After that incident a few months ago, I couldn't play once again.

It wasn't like I got into a car accident or injured myself playing.

It's just that he broke me there.

He broke me and my love for Volleyball.

We were supposed to go pro together.

You were supposed to be with me forever.

And I was supposed to tell you about these feeling deep inside on that day.

However, I had to see you confess to her on the very court we swore to stay together.

You lied to me, You lied to me Kiyo.

I can't call you Omi anymore because she took it.

She took it and claimed it as her own nickname for you. Now only she can call you that, she took it away just like she took you away from me.

I wasn't enough, I couldn't keep you by my side, I Wouldn't have ever thought that this would have happened.

I loved you Kiyo, I loved your smile which was only present when you were with me. I loved the way you would intertwine our fingers for no reason with those pinky rosy cheeks.

But They're gone. Only for her to see, not me.

I hate you, but I learned so much because of you.

You taught me that I could fall in love deeply with something and someone, but you taught me that I could hate the very things I fell in love with.

I ended up hating the very things I dearly loved. I ended up hating the ones I'll never thought I would let go of.

All because of you and this feeling called love, made me hate the very person who I was.

I can't even hold a volleyball because I would remember us.

I can't even set foot in a place with a net and a cold floor.

It ends up haunting me. It's just a nightmare I try to escape from.

The feeling called love is dangerous

This feeling called love is stupid

This feeling called love is messed up, it really is

If I close my eyes, will I see you there once again bringing me into the same old nightmare?

Why can't I escape?

Why can't I let go?

Just why can't I leave this nightmare?

I hate you Kiyo

Miya Atsumu hates you from the deepest parts of hell

I hate you Kiyo, I really do

A sigh left my lips and my eyes attention was diverted to the coffee sitting there.

"It's still Bitter Kiyo. It's still Bitter"

A/N: I'll be closing this book because I can't write as good as before since I can't get into the zone. All I feel is so heavy and empty inside. I don't know what's wrong with me. I think I'm just lacking sleep? I been feeling this for a while now, maybe over a month now?

I just want to find a way to feel better. I'm confused on whether It's because of the past. This short oneshot was a mixed with my personal experience and feelings. I just feel so heavy right now and sad.

I just don't know what is happening. Also should I publish other drafts I have of oneshots? I made some before but didn't publish them because I really wasn't proud of them or they didn't match. It felt like my writing at the time went trash. Thank you all for everything and enjoy your day...

The playlist in the Beginning, I really like to listen to it, so for those who haven't seen that playlist, go ahead and listen to it if you want to. I was listening to that video while writing this :3

Also thank you for 2k reads, It really makes me happy that people still read my stories even though It's not the best. Thank you all, Thank you so much...

-Sincerely, Lily

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