A/N: Oh snap! Junjo Egoist!
Title: Nowaki, I'm Cold
Summary: "Now I have no one to say "Nowaki, I'm cold" to.
Warnings: Sadness.
I used to tell my boyfriend, Nowaki: "Nowaki, I'm cold." No matter how many times I had been cold towards him, he warmed me up.
I don't have a home. Nowaki isn't home. Nowaki is gone. Nowaki was my home.
No one loves me. I love Nowaki and he loves me. He probably still does, even though he's not alive anymore.
I don't have the details of the accident. And I don't want to. I love him.
I was going to engage him. I can't anymore.
I'm alone in my bed at night, with warm tears streaming down my face, seeing him. In my dreams, hearing his voice.
I'm cold, Nowaki.
Now I have no one to say "Nowaki, I'm cold." to.
A/N: I think this will be written again.