he was tired, always tired. tired of this cruel, cruel world. it wasn't enough for him. he told me he was happy when we found eachother, oh those sparkling brown eyes i could never forget them but one day he opened them too wide and saw the hatred in this world and soon after those sparkling eyes turned into low, tired ones. together we were happy, amazing..nothing could ever go wrong but he opened his eyes, for god sake nothing good lasts forever. dazai why did you leave, you were my reason to stay, and it saddens me that i wasn't yours.
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until we meet again - a dazai story
Short Storythose sparkling brown eyes now tired and low. you see him half dead on the bedroom floor
