Ohh... I don't know what I should say. I wrote something like this when I was really sad and worried and I decide to publish it here. Please let me know about any mistakes, etc. I hope someone will read it...Or maybe even like it?
When I saw your dead body, I thought I would die. And to be honest, I wanted to die.
I still do.
Two years passed and now I'm here, looking at your grave again.
I miss you so much, my Froggy.
I love you so much, Fran.
I don't want to cry but it's obvious that I'm crying. I want you to say ''Stop crying, baka-senpai. Tears won't change anything.'' But you won't do it.
You can't.
I know it and it hurts so fucking much.
And I know that it's my quilt.
That day, two years ago, we had a little fight so then you left on a mission without telling me. When I got to know it, it was already too late. I remember exactly that you were lying on the ground when I found you. You were still breathing.
Bastards who wounded you started running away, knowing who I am.
But I didn't care about them at all.
I kneeled next to you and I didn't know what to do. I wanted to scream for help but I couldn't say anything.
But then you looked at me. Your emerald eyes were filled with tears. You whispered ''I'm sorry, Bel-senpai. I was too weak. Don't blame yourself and don't even dare to kill yourself when I won't be here anymore because I will never forgive you. '' You kept silence for a moment.
''I love you… I love you really much. '' After saying that you smiled a bit, grasping my hand and then you passed away.
I remember touching your lips with my fingers and then screaming, crying and begging you to wake up…
I hate bastards who killed you.
I still ask God why it had to be you, why not me.
I hate him for taking you away from me.
But more than that I hate myself because I didn't protect you.
