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It was never like this in reality
I never led her by the hand
Walking to our respected homes, we held each other's hands. We walked as equals, side-by-side, one never pulling or tugging the other along. If we ever did, it was a rare occurrence. It only happened during playful times, with one of us smiling back as they led the other. Most times, it was her doing the playful tugging, me following happily.
We were just together
I was satisfied with what we had
"Just together" meant so much more. We cared for each other immensely and would do anything for the other. We were both happy with where we were and where we were going together.
…even if I forgot she was with me
still better than complications
My hand clenched at the sight before me as anger took over. I was ready to spring into action, rash or not, no matter what the consequences.
Something brushed against my fist, catching my attention. It was her small hand. The steel haired girl next to me smiled and I felt relaxed. To be honest, I had forgotten she was here with me but I was grateful that she was.
She did light up my life
I wondered if she felt the same
I lay on my bed, not paying attention to the book in my hands. Sure, I had just seen her hours before in school but I missed her. The phone rang and I let Mother answer it. After a few moments of silence, I heard her call to me.
"Shuichi! Phone for you!"
I sighed, placing my book down and standing. I hadn't even bothered to mark my place. I reached for the phone and spoke into it.
"Hello?"
"Hey you," I heard a familiar female voice answer.
"Mayumi!"
"Why do you sound so surprised? I'm kinda offended."
I laughed, knowing that she was just joking. But she did notice my surprised tone. I figured I might as well explain. "It's just that I was just thinking about you."
"Really? I guess we do have some sort of connection going on."
We were okay with doing our own thing
She and I were fine with this distance
She wasn't happy about it, about me leaving for an undetermined amount of time. I could tell. We did it together all the time though, lying to our parents about a school trip or something our friends organized. But this time I insisted on going alone.
She was never happy about it. I knew. But she was okay with it. I was too. Here, she would be safe. And she knew that I could take care of myself, give or take a few scratches. We weren't thrilled with this but it was better for the time being. Soon we would be together again.
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