❝𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚
𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 ?❞
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In this lifetime, is that too much to hope for?
There is something so delicate about this time, so fragile. And if nothing ever comes of it, at...
If I could go back and do it all over again, I would.
Some days I wish I could go back to the previous chapters of my life, not to change anything but to feel a few things twice.
There was beauty in everything.
The bad days, the good days, those days without him, those days with him. Everything that played in my mind suddenly became beautiful droplets moments I once shared with Bokuto.
I wasn't expecting you Bokuto. The single most extraordinary thing I've ever done with my life is fall in love with you. Ever since we met in highschool, I've known that your were special.
That I will never meet anyone I can trust as much as I trust you Bokuto. And I think most people search their whole lives to find what we've already found.
Genuine love.
two souls that were meant for eachother but happened to cross paths at the wrong time . I feel like everything in my life has led me to you Bokuto. The choices I made, the regrets I had. Everything. But the time we had spent together, the past seemed all worth it. Because if I had done one thing differently, I might never had met you again Bokuto.
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Everything blurred.
The echoes in the room became muffled, the sound of the rain was no longer there. It was dark. the room felt as if it was spinning.
It was blank.
It was quiet yet the noise of utter chaos in my mind screamed into my ears.
I couldn't focus in on her words. I couldn't keep my focus on the room.
"AKAASHI?!"
Huh. It all snapped back and I realised where I was. I was still sat in my apartment. Facing her. I faced to look towards the windows. There was no street light. There was no light streaming into my apartment. It was so unbelievably cold.
I didn't like it. I didn't like the uneasy feeling.
"HAVENT YOU JUST HEARD A WORD IVE SAID TO YOU?!"
It was too late for this. I hadn't heard a word she had said. As much as I felt bad for her, my mind was in a world of its own. Perhaps I didn't want to hear the words she was uttering.
Was I afraid to face the worst? Did I just want to carry on this fantasy of a world I was creating?
"It's too late for this. I'm sure Bokuto will come back to my apartment tomorrow. I suggest you come by in the morning so we can clear this all up."
