38. Abandoned
“D-don’t leave me… please…”
Because you’re the one…
I try to hold you back, but you continue to leave. I grasp onto your sleeve, begging, weeping, asking why; but you do not answer. Is this how it’s all going to end?
“Why? At least let me know why…!”
This time you turn around, but only give me a cold glare before stalking off. My grip loosens unknowingly. I cry out for you, but you are already gone, long gone.
And I am alone, beating the ground for you, weeping.
Because you’re the only one who makes me feel this way…
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