dear chuuya,
no matter when her therapy was due, you would always leave home and wait with me in the hospital.
no matter how dull the visiting room was or how much it reeked of antiseptics, you'd never stop to hold my hand, to be a pop of colour, to leave the scent of melted sunlight and daisies in your wake.
you never stopped to mend me.
YOU ARE READING
"chuuya."
Fanfictiondear chuuya, you're glowing like a glass heart. |started: 14 01 20| |finished: 03 11 20| highest rank: #375 out of #18,3k in letters
