A/N Hi guys, sorry I haven't been on here for a bit, writers block. This fic's insparation came from Owl City's Vanilla Twilight, no copyright intended. I hope you like my first ylia fic, here you go:

Kousei Arima lie awake in the grass of the park, staring up at that starry sky that had shed light on so many of the precious moments that he had shared with her. The starlight lit up the all but empty field, glistening off the moist grass and shining down with all it's beauty on him. He could almost imagine her next to him, the stars leaning down to kiss her, so close but her playful smile so untouchable. He missed her, but these memories kept him alive. He could sleep now, but he missed the chance to have her presence next to him. He would honour her, watching the night turn light blue, as he remembered all she did, and how she lived her life to the fullest. He would do all this, but it wasn't the same without her. It does take two to whisper. The silence isn't too bad, enjoyable even, but then he ponders how perfectly the gaps between his fingers would have fit with hers, almost fitting like a jigsaw puzzle.

Kousei shivered, not from the cool night air, but how cold nostalgia just chilled him to the bone. But, drenched in the gaze of the twilight sky, he could look up all night, thinking of her because when he thought of her, he didn't feel so alone. He smiled at the envelope in his hand, reading over it once more.

Dear Kaori,

I do miss you, and haven't slept in two days. I am keeping up the piano, and will not give up. That's not what you would have wanted. The silence reminisces in my head, and I wonder all we could have had under the same starlight, under this sky. When I think of you I don't feel so alone, you know. If you were here, I would tell you how I love you too.

I love you.

I love you.

I will go on that journey that you so wanted to go on. I will go on a journey and spread my palette of colour over this purple mystery of a world. And when I leave, I will forget the cruel world that I knew, but I swear I won't forget you. You were able to live on in my heart, not just anyone's. I love you Kaori, and I'm sorry, look, a smudge from my tears. Even thoughts of you and your positivity burn my throat and make me want to laugh and cry at the same time. If this letter, or my voice, even, could reach back through the past, I would just whisper in your ear.

'Oh, how I wish you were here'

I miss you, and I'm Sorry.

I'm sorry I didn't say you were beautiful.

I'm sorry we didn't eat caneles under the moon together.

I'm sorry I'm a horrible person.

But I love you. And that is all that matters.

Always yours,

Kousei, Arima.

But, when the violet hue of the world got brighter, and the angel's wings grew lighter, he would touch the sky and feel alive again. Let's go on a journey. A single tear rolled down his cheek, but he smiled nonetheless. He would go on the journey. He would honour her. Now, it was time to go home. He would leave tomorrow. It was decided.

This fic was quite sad and angsty I suppose. Oh well! I hope you like it and please let me know. Love and Kisses,

Dreamy xxx