Heeey back with another one :D based off When Love Ends For The First Time by Hatsune Miku :D
Miku's P.O.V
A cold winter breeze kissed my cheeks as I stood in the train station.
In only minutes, the train would be here to take him away from me. Now why was that thought so painful? This is just another goodbye.
I looked at him, as he stood to the left of me. Kaito. My boyfriend of two years, whose love for me was gone. I had come to see him off, but I knew I shouldn't have. Crying is impossible for me, so...
Our love was like the ones you see in dramas. Perfect and happy. But that love slowly faded from Kaito's side, and it became an unrequited one-sided romance.
"Do you really have to go...?" I suddenly asked, my cheeks red from both the sting of the cold wind and my body's reaction to suddenly asking him that question. Kaito looked at me with a sad smile.
"You know I do. Don't worry, Miku, we'll probably meet again."
Probably. I felt the tears begin to come, and I quickly grabbed his hand for the first time in a long time, squeezing hard. The warmth gave me comfort. Kaito looked at me in surprise for a second before just sighing with a smile, and looking back out at the train tracks.
Is this really what they call goodbye...?
I heard the whistle of the train in the far distance, and my heart began to ache. Just another minute and he would be on that train, leaving me. Just why is it so troubling? His love for me was long gone.
As if on que, snowflakes began to flutter down from the sky. I watched, and reached out to one, but it melted away at my touch.
I looked around once again, and my eyes landed on a couple, nestling close on a bench as they watched the snow fall. "Look dear, the first snow of the season!"
I wanted to be like that with him. The snow flakes started collecting on the ground, and the skeleton trees glittered with white.
The train was coming closer, and was now in view. I remembered our first kiss, and how it tasted salty with tears. My body wouldn't stop shivering. Was it from the cold or my thoughts? It didn't matter. I couldn't say anything.
The train screeched, slowing to a stop in front of us. I only stared until his voice broke what I considered silence.
"Honey, could you please let my hand go?"
I loosened my grip, and he headed to board the train. And as if waiting for the perfect timing, the door closed, and the departure bell started to ring.
'I'm still glad we met.' I thought as the bell sounded through the station, and the train began to move away.
'I love you...'
The train was soon out of sight, as well as my love. I turned, and started to walk out of the station.
I wonder, at this time, next year, what kind of me will exist, and what kind of guy he would've become.
