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Your perfume smelt of Summer grew cold, like Winter was all over again. He could smell it, your scent sinking through the walls of his lungs. Although your scent still linger, your body doesn't. Everything went on; sunlight flickers in the morning, the wind whispers through the afternoon and the stars chases the moon on a midnight canvas, but it wasn't the same.
"I can't seem to feel anything, it's like my skin is no longer mine."
Sugawara spoke, words that could cause a thunderstorm to erupt inside his stomach. He weakens his already weary gaze, but he couldn't seem to look away from you. Those eyes of yours, they were eyes that Sugawara swore he has been in love with before even seeing them for the first time. Even so, for you it was different, you just weren't in love with him.
"Please, honey, I'm still in love with you."
"But I'm not."
Sugawara's fingers grazes against your hand, itching to entwine his fingers with yours. Like he was hoping that there was still a chance you'd come back to him. He takes a step forward but you took a step back, not wanting to feel the heat of his body. Cold, your perfume that was once Summer was fading quickly.
