When The First Love Ends
He broke my heart, that much was clear.
To leave me for another man, it made my chest throb painfully.
I cried, I screamed, I broke things, I started falling asleep by crying.
I've even hurt the person who was trying to help me through things.
But it doesn't matter now.
I know the truth; Piko never loved me from the beginning.
He was just toying with me, enjoying my reactions to his kisses and false promises.
But...it was different for me Piko.
I most likely loved you.
Ar least, that's what I have had thought.
You can only love one person, and never at the same time, so when you told you no longer loved me, and loved that man, I realized the horrible truth.
Still, I begged, pleaded for him to stay with me, yet, he just walked out on me without a much of a "Good Bye".
He left me, sinking down to carpet of my room, crying and tearing my hair out.
"Lui?" Len's gentle voice snapped me out of my dark memories.
"Are you okay? You've been staring at the snow for a long time."
Shaking my head slowly, I murmured; "Nah, I was just daydreaming...Sorry about that..."
Len smiled and snaked his arm around me, squeezing my body gently.
"Alright. But if you any problems, just tell me, okay?" His warm breath blew softly against my face as he used his other hand to tighten the orange scarf on my neck.
I smiled back, and pecked his cheek, saying; "Thank you Len."
Len's cheeks were flushed pink, and I didn't think they were from the cold, frosty air.
Straightening his yellow scarf, Len pushed his right hand into mine, and asked; "Well, as much as I love snow, how about we go inside so we don't freeze our butts off?"
Giggling, I nodded quickly and squeezed his hand gently.
"Well, aren't you cheeky?" Len joked, laughing as he pushed apart my bangs and kissed my forehead.
Grinning sheepishly, I pecked him back on the cheek again, this time on the left cheek instead of the right.
Piko, you were my first "love", and I will probably never forget you. You broke my heart and made my realize how shallow love can be.
But, that doesn't mean I haven't moved on.
With this cheerful and mischevious blonde boy besides me, I am truly happy.
Piko, I will never forgive you for toying with me, but I've moved on.
Goodbye, because...
With this boy, in the frosty cold air, I have never felt happier.
Eh. Something I typed up in probably 5:00 in the morning some time ago. It's taking me a lot of guts to try and put this up, because one; this isn't good, two; I'm not planning on improving this cause I have no idea how, and three; I should update my other stories. Just in case you didn't realize this, but I'm not good at Angst/Romantic stories. (I almost always end up dragging it out and rambling...) Horror? Possibly. (Eh, I just adore LenXLui so it doesn't matter I suppose...But I dunno about PikoXLui though...O.O)
Oh well. I'm almost done with What I Have To Do, and I even know how it's gonna end, but I'm just working on the next chapter...-.- And I don't really plan my stories or anything you know. For my readers of the that story, it's gonna have a twist ending heh heh...I'll offer some clues on it in my author notes on that story and in the story itself, so I would keep a open mind about it and the questions I ask..
Errrrrm...did the author's note ruin the (possible) fluffy moment? (Lol.)