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i'll come too | tōru oikawa | angst songfic >> part two alternative two

A/N:
haha the song is up there but you don't need it HUEHUEHUE hA
~slytherinseeker

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"well you only need the light when it's burning low."

"(First name)!"

"only miss the sun when it starts to snow."

He saw you fall. He watched you break. He watched you die. And he knew it was all his fault.

"only know you love her when you let her go."

All his memories with you flashed in front of his face. Then a pang of regret and guilt hit him. He should have never.

"only know you've been high when you're feeling low."

"What have I done?" He whispered through sobs.

"only hate the road when you're missing home."

  He screamed out.

  "(First name)!"

"only know you love her when you let her go."

  "Why?" He cried.

"and you let her go."

  He looked at your lifeless body. He ran down to ground level. He touched your face. He held your head in his hands and your blood stained his shirt.

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"staring at the bottom of your glass, hoping one day you'll make a dream last."

  "I can't do this anymore." Tōru said as he gazed at the red wine remaining in his glass.

  "What do you mean? She's gone!" (Her name) said.

"the dreams come slow and they go so fast."

  "I was the main cause of her death. She cried to sleep every night and I didn't give a damn. I couldn't fulfil her dream of wearing a beautiful white dress and walking down an aisle with me." He sighed.

"you see her when you close your eyes, hoping one day you'll understand why."

"Whatever." (Her name) rolled her eyes and left. Tōru sighed and buried his face in his hands. He saw all his memories he had shared with you. He looked up and looked at the photographs of your smile that had faded over time.

"everything you touch surely dies."

I should have appreciated her. The regrets ran through his head like wildfire, burning every happy memory in its way.

"well you only need the light when it's burning low."

  "I'm such an ungrateful person." He drank all the remainder and smashed the glass.

"only miss the sun when it starts to snow."

  "I'm so sorry, (First name). I'm so sorry." He whispered, hands digging into his hair. Your funeral was the next day. How was he going to be so brave that he could turn up and look down at your lifeless body again?

"only know you love her when you let her go."

  He imagined looking down at your beautiful face. He imagined waiting for your eyes to fly open.