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C R U M B L I N G H E A R T
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She carefully packs her bags with her clothes, jewelry, everything that belongs to her. Ignoring the intense stare of the tall figure leaning against the doorway, she digs under the bed, grabbing other junk of hers. She stands up and looks at the thin, square paper. Sadness and emptiness fills in her eyes as she stares at the paper.
"Notes. Our notes." She simply says. He opens his mouth to say something but the sound of paper tearing stops him. He finds it ironic; it sounds exactly how his heart is being ripped apart.
The ink-covered paper falls on the floor, like soft snowflakes in the beginning of winter but with each torn piece is another stab through his bleeding heart.
She grabs her bags and walks past him and out the door. Painful moments later, she comes back with a small cardboard box filled with his stuff and sets it on his coffee table. She wraps her thin arms around his torso and with a soft whisper that made him strain his ears to listen to her voice for the last time, she said, "Goodbye, Roxas."
The comforting warmth left too soon for him and walked out the door that taunting closed slowly. The apartment was suddenly cold and hugged his skin. His crumbling heart bleeds and falls into a pathetic pile at the pit of his stomach.
He will never know why she left or what went wrong. He thought they were happy. Even yesterday, she was laughing and smiling saying 'I love you'. Forever, he'll wonder why his core of his being left with a few soft words and the closing door.
Maybe she feels the same. Or her heart flew away over night and went missing.
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Things were so good
We had a little dream, a little dream together
Buy a house, settle down, do our thing
But you disappeared on me
And your heart, your heart went missing
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FIN
A/N: Lame I know. The girl who left him can be whoever you want it to be. I didn't have anyone in mind. Inspired by the song "Where Did Your Heart Go Missing?" by Rooney. Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes. This was done at 3am in the morning. OTL