Here's a little oneshot for you. A little angsty with a touch of romance.
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Sakura,
Six weeks.
Six, agonizing weeks.
Six, agonizing weeks, all by myself.
It has been six weeks since you had left me and it gets harder every second. I roll over every morning, expecting your warm body, but feel nothing but the cold sheets. The bed feels lonely without you. This apartment feels so big and empty. Before you came it was just a place for rest. You made it into a home and now I've destroyed every hope of ever making you my wife. Every morning and night, I still want you here. But that is too much to ask after all I had done.
The day you left me, I knew something was wrong as soon as I stepped into our apartment. It was too quiet. You were always doing something, filling the apartment with some form of noise, because you hate the silence. The whole apartment had gone back to its gloomy, grey self. I called your name, there was no answer. I checked each room, until I came to our room and you were sitting on the bed, bags packed. The wardrobe was emptied of your clothes, the bathroom was missing all your things, even all the pictures of you were gone. You looked up at me and said simply, that you were leaving. There was no explanation, just you were leaving. You grabbed your bags and tried to walk pass me. I grabbed your arm and demanded an explanation. You just turned to me and said to ask my secretary and it hit me.
I know what I did was wrong and there are no words to express how sorry I am. I know how much I hurt you and I don't know what I can do to make you come back. I know flowers, diamonds, or any form of presents will make you take me back. Not even grovelling on my hands and feet will make you take me back. I don't know where you are and you won't take my calls. You avoid me at work and pass all work that interacts with me, onto someone else.
Please, I'm begging you, please just talk to me. Let me explain. I need to see you, see how you've been doing.
Please meet me this Friday at 7:30pm at the place we met for the first time. I'll be waiting until you come, I'll wait all night if I have to.
I love you.
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Who is it? You can choose whoever you want it to be.