Miserable At Best

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He was still hung up on her, he still loved her and he wanted nothing more than to tell her. To finally confess how she's made him feel all this time, but she was over him, she was too far gone, and he didn't have the power to make her believe him. Somehow, though, fate brought her to him, but not in the way he had wanted. He saw her walking, nothing unusual about that, and upon seeing her, he felt the words he had been holding back rise in his chest. She looked in his direction when he called out her name and although she smiled, something wasn't right. As he approached her, someone else appeared. Another man. He had never seen this person before, but he was acting just a little too friendly with Mikoto. And in this moment, he knew she was sending him a message telling him to back off. To leave her for good. "Mikoto, I uh.." He grinned. It was forced. "I saw you walking, and, well, I just wanted to tell you... goodbye." He wasn't really leaving, not like last time, but he was leaving the battlefield for her heart. He had already lost that fight and there was no reason to hurt her anymore than he had. And with that, he turned and ran, just like she had done all those days ago.

Because these words were never easier for me to say

Or her to second guess

But I guess

That I can live without you but

Without you I'll be miserable at best

"Touma..." She called out after the boy, and immediately cursed herself for speaking his name. The boy beside her gave her a concerned look and it reminded her of him, yet there was a difference in their expressions. This boy lacked the thing that had originally made her fall in love with Touma, The fierce compassion, the things he told her, how she mattered more than she would ever understand, and the way he looked at her. Now she knew, now she saw, now she felt the pain he was experiencing from this. She wasn't the only one who was hurt, he was hurt too, but she didn't know how to help him. She desperately wanted to save him the way he had saved her, but he was gone, gone forever. He had just told her goodbye and that was it, there was no "I'll be back" in this farewell. He wasn't coming back and that severed the final connection between them, now their relationship was just good and broken, there wasn't anything left to repair.

You're all that I hoped to find

In every single way

And everything I would give

Is everything you couldn't take

'Cause nothing feels like home,

You're a thousand miles away

And the hardest part of living

Is just taking breaths to stay

He had gone 7 days, and it was killing him, Acknowledging she was done with him was the hardest thing he had ever done, and he no longer knew what to do with his life. He wandered Academy City aimlessly, lost, without a purpose. He knew his life wasn't over, he wasn't about to go that far, but he still felt broken. It was then that he saw her again, this time she wasn't with the other man, His resolve had been destroyed and he wasn't quite ready to pick up the pieces, but he couldn't just let this opportunity pass him by. She was facing away from him, he could've just kept walking. Why didn't he just keep walking? Why did he subject himself to the pain again? "Mikoto"

And this'll be the first time in a week

That I'll talk to you

And I can't speak

It's been three whole days since I've had sleep

'Cause I dream of his lips on your cheek

And I got the point that I should leave you alone

But we both know that I'm not that strong

And I miss the lips that made me fly

A familiar voice called her name, it was Touma. She had given up on forgetting him, she still loved him, no matter how much she denied or regretted it. She contemplated turning around, embracing him even, but she couldn't let him see how he crumbled her walls. It seemed that right hand of his didn't just destroy all supernatural phenomena. Blinking back tears, a false smile painted itself across her face and with it as her mask, she looked at him, at the boy she still loved.

You're trying your hardest

And the hardest part is letting go

Of the nights we shared

Ocala is calling

And you know it's haunting

But compared

To your eyes,

Nothing shines

Quite as bright 

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