I sat on the cold and damp park bench, my long pink hair flying high in the mid winter breeze. Shivers slithered through my spine. My hands, had no feeling. Neither did my heart.
My name is Sakura Haruno. And my heart is tore in two. I have no feelings. I have never had such a thing as love, since he left. I haven't smiled. I don't know how to anymore.
I have no happiness. I have no excitement.
I stared up at the dark grey clouds forming in the pure white sky. I don't care anymore. Not since he left.
Not since Uchiha Sasuke left. Not only did he leave me, from having him as a friend.
I loved him.
He changed me. He left, and took my soul with him.
I sighed as wetness hit my hair.
Time to go inside.
I slowly stood in the rain, clenching my bag full of work from the day of school.
I strolled down the wet path towards my house. I passed lots of people happily talking, laughing, smiling. Or being upset, depressed.
I wish I could be. My worn out black boots scuffed against the wall as I walked into my old house. I took my long blue jacket off and placed it onto the wooden coat rack, on the pale red walls. I unzipped my boots and placed them in the shoe cupboard, beside my trainers.
"Hello, Sakura!" My mothers high pitched voice could be heard from the scarlet living room. I trailed in and sat on the cream sofa beside my mother.
"Well, what happened at school today?" She asked, like any other mother would, clasping her pale hands together.
"Nothing." I thought back to my day. No changes.
My mom stood up and shown me the house phone.
"What? I know. It's a phone." I'm not dumb. I know what a phone is, I just don't use it.
Saki (A/N I don't know her moms name so..), my mom, shook her head, and her eyes were filled with exctitement. She looked as if she was going to burst.
"Some one phoned, and asked for you!" She cheered, smiling her warm grin.
Who? I didn't give anyone my number. I don't have any friends
"Sasuke's coming back!"
I stormed out of the room. He cant leave, then come back. He cant take my soul and feelings, and then expect me to be his friend again.
"Sakura! He wanted to speak to you, aren't you going to call him back? I know how good friends you once were!" My mom shouted, as I clambered up the stairs, angrily.
"No! I never want to speak to him!" I screeched, walking into my room, slamming the pink door behind me.
I cant. He cant come back.
I loved him.
He ruined me.
I cried silent tears, not knowing what I was doing anymore.
The only thing I'm worried about is…that…..I…..
Might fall for him again.
That I might love him again.
With that I cried my self to sleep beside my purple wall.