This is my second fic and it portrays Cagalli letting go off the past. Its like, Cagalli's reminiscing the days of the week she spent with Athrun, and how they drifted apart. Please Read and Review!
He used to say: When the thunder roars, and the lightning strikes; When everyone turns their backs, and no one's there, I'll hold your hand and lead you on.
I held my hand out in front of me, and wondered, 'Would you hold my hand now?' Dropping my hand, I shook my head. Looking up into the sky, I closed my eyes and felt the rain pelt down on me. 'Why would he even come now?' I scolded myself.
I received his invitation. He was getting married. He looked so happy in the photo, filled with happiness I never could own. Maybe if I had held on a little tighter, maybe if I had loved him a little more, maybe… he still would be here.
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