Falling Leaves

Falling Leaves

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Rowdy rumblings rolled down my ears. The splattering rain flows down as tears. I glanced through the window, but all I can see are the flowers crying and the leaves shaking. The skies are dark and gloomy, and a looming thunder hids within. Bright flashes of lightning crackled from time to time, but, in my eyes, everything became mundane. Like a flash of lightning, you left with no farewells. Hurt me without remorse. Every second, every laughter, every happiness, is now... just a memory. A moment of happiness, no, a carefully crafted illusion. I want to believe that all of it is just a lie, a foolish nightmare that I can wake up from. I miss you so dearly. I will wait for you even if it takes forevermore. I'm always here, where we first met, where we can see above everything, where our own foolish dreams blossomed. I'm here, always...always waiting for you...
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"You unlovable, utterly dreadful child of mine." - Haru wished for a friend, splashes of colour to perfect the imperfect her. Someone that would cover up the gaping hole she felt in herself. Someone that could multiply her self worth measured in droplets of water. Yet, this masquerade of hers dug herself deeper into her own abyss, slowly, overwhelmingly, aggressively. Two lonely souls met beneath the moon's guidance, and their tales would begin to intertwine. They who know not how to love wished to feel it anyway, flailing, struggling, trudging through the tumultuous stages of youth. TW: mental illness, domestic abuse

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