A/N slash WARNING: I took some words from Adam Young's Owl City's Blog. Those are rightfully his work. Not mine. I just edited it and added some of my own words so that it fits Sasuke.

This is not a song fic.

Disclaimed.

I hate goodbyes

It was the close of a long chapter of life, the kind of conclusion that keeps you awake for days, pacing the house with the lights out and the phone off..

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Last week I said goodbye to someone I always cared about secretly.

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That farewell left me broken with a bittersweet taste in my mouth.

Saying goodbye has a way of doing that..

Tasted like past romance, a bouquet of indelible memories laced with lost love and confused emotions-(she always told me she love me, I just shut myself in my room and played her favorite song over and over on my iPod)-, the flowery scent and affection of a starry-eyed fairy girl (my fairy girl), tangled up in the ribbons of a faded fairy tale..

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"Sasuke-kun, why is it- the faster you attempt to heal from something painful, the more frequent it tends to haunt you?"

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She stopped by my house last Monday night at 10:30pm.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, yet it all happened so fast, I barely had time to think.

She makes me forget how to think.

All I could do was stare into those green eyes which I knew so well.

We stood in the driveway, uncertain, unconfident.

She stood there, uncertain, unconfident.

I just stood there momentarily blank, which to everyone seem like a look of annoyance.. (I swear I didn't mean it...)

She lifted one stiff small hand and brushed her pink hair away from her face.

Her lips parted a little and she quietly breathes in. Then out. In. Out.

A few strands of hair that refused to stay up falls, and were swept up a little by her soft exhalation.

She lifted up her eyes. Green like after rain.

God, everything about her was so beautiful..

And then she stepped forward, and hugged me for the seemingly last time...

I just stood there, didn't touch her, didn't hug back.. But I'd be a liar if I said I wanted her to let go...

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But she did..

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(please stay, stay with me.. I'll try... I will..)

Why won't my goddamn mouth open?

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I stood on the steps like a stranger as I watched her walk to the car,

Sakura..

A slight turn.

Yes Sasuke..?

She had dropped the suffix and I felt like she had dropped my heart..

..Don't get sick.

She then paused and gave my form a once over and I could swear I saw her face fell, a little.. Or maybe I'm just wistful.

(How can you have always allowed me to make you cry?)

A nod.

I will be fine.

I watched her back out the drive way, pull away down the streets and disappear into the night.

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(..good bye...)

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Owari.