As the weeks went on, you and I got closer, I was confused, the feeling of friendship was extremely foreign to me, but you made it seem so natural, as we did on that day you wrote me the note, we would spend our Friday afternoons at the library, though it might have been repetitive, just being in your company could easily brighten the gloomiest of days.
Youd walk me home from school, since I told you I didn't like walking the streets alone, you'd help me cover up my scars after id told you about my traumatic past and how my emotions were in shambles, you'd comfort me when I told you about my days being extorted for my mind whilst in the mafia, how id be used to torture the people that wouldn't let up information, how I had to completely shield my emotions so I could hide myself from that cruel life.
You accepted me, no one had ever done that before, you help me through my tough moments instead of yelling at me to "grow up!", you'd constantly tell me how everything would be fine as long as you were there, that you would protect me, and care for me as long as I were to be alive.
The more time I spent with you, the more I felt that id known you for eternity, I never really believed in soulmates, but I truly felt that I was meant to meet you, I was destined to know you, to have you at my side, I felt as though I was destined to have fallen for you, and I, at the time, thought you felt the same about me, I was wrong, little did I know that that would tear me apart now... and I would never recover from that.
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A Final Letter To You, My Love
Fanfiction!this is a soukoku angst! Dazai, about to reach his end, writes a note to the one person he's ever loved.. chuuya nakahara. The letter is filled with memories from the day they met, til the day he met his end. Chapters are meant to be short! Not si...
