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.