How ironic it would be that the first and last times I had seen him would be with him standing in the rain. Face tilted high, like he wasn't afraid. Yet you could see the tears staining his cheeks, the difference between the rain and his tears is that one goes away after time. (Klangst) No art is mine unless I say it...
❝ he loves me. he loves me not. ❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ i own only the plot + the cover ;;☆ hq!! belongs to haruichi furudate // lapslock intended !! [ created sometime in mid-janurary 2016 its so old // im sorry if its shit haha ] [ soulmate AU: the first words your soulmate speaks to you is permanently tattooed on your wrist. ]