I don't seem to understand
He has no talent
Yet I wish to know and understand him more than
Anyone else
I love him more than
Anyone else
I know he will never return my feelings
But that is fine
After all,
If he did
I'm sure it'd be his end
For luck,
Shows no mercy.
Komaeda stared down at the small slip of paper with written ink and frowned. He crumbled it up and tossed it behind his back, into the trash before walking away.
"No good will come from this being out there in the world, not if he has a chance to see it."
