If It Wasn't Only A Game.

If I could have only met you earlier than now, could we last together?

If I could have only opened up my feelings to you more, could you accept them better?

If I could only love you more, could it get to you somehow?

If only I could stay with you.

But no.

If it wasn't only just a game

Then, maybe just maybe,

We could have been together.

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Author's note

This is only a trial story.
First of all, I couldn't complete a story at all. That's why, if I could finish this one shot, I would create more. But only "one shots", thank you very much.

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"Mom! Come out and play with me!" Where is she!?  After my photoshoot I went towards home. Tomorrow is my break and I am already planning all sorts of fun things to do with my family.

I was born as an only child, that's with me, mom and dad. All three of us is living quite comfortable in this small house.

"Mom! Are you in the kitchen!?"

I screamed all over the house but no sign of her. Where could mom be!? I went upstairs and shock to find the door was left opened.

"Remember, you mustn't go to mommy and daddy's room, okay?"

I remember mom always told me not to. But maybe she's in there. I took a little peek and none.

Did mom forgot to close the door? Of course not. How weird.

I welcomed myself in and decided to wait for her there. I tossed and turned in this humongous bed! Why couldn't I have a bed like this in my room? So unfair.

*Dugsh*

Oops. I almost knock the lamp shade down. Mommy's gonna get mad if I broke something. I put the lamp shade in order and out in the corner of my eye, I saw the drawer.