This little one-shot type thing happened as I watched a game called 'The End Of Us' on Youtube.
It's about comets. Not giving information on comets, though. Read the fanfiction. The feels, man, the feels!
There's no point in dancing while you're alone.
I'm running and dancing across this space,
And I'm alone.
But you came in and danced alongside me.
You ran and you danced with me.
At first, I wasn't sure about you. We bumped into each other a few times, and I don't think I liked you very much.
I saw stars, and I wanted to touch them, but you did before me.
I was angry, and I wanted the stars for myself! I touched them, and you tried to run into me to stop me.
We tried to do teamwork. I touched the stars you missed, and you touched the stars I missed.
The perfect strategy.
We met some others who were just running recklessly, and you shielded me from them.
And they almost broke you.
We see them again. If they run into you as well, you'll break.
I shield you.
They crack me the same they did to you, so now we're even.
We're running.
We're dancing.
I think we make a good team.
I'm looking forward to a long existence because you'll be there.
The only other comet I know.
Wait…
What's that big blue and green rock? It looks terrifying…
Why are you running in front of me?
I hope we don't run into-
BOOM.
….
….
You're gone.
That blue and green rock broke you.
After what we've been through together, collecting stars, running, dancing, this is how it ends?
I don't like this. You were my only companion. The only friend I ever had.
I slow down. I stop completely.
I'm not running or dancing.
You're not there.
And I know...
There's no point in dancing when you're alone.