~In my Wildest dreams, you always play the hero. In my darkest hour of night, You Rescue me, You Save my life. You are my super hero.
I woke up suddenly, gasping loudly, still feeling her hot breath on my neck, I looked to my side and sighed when she wasn't there. It seemed so real, Her breath, her voice, Everything. But yet I can't stop thinking, Leaving her was hard.. But Do I have the strength to go back?
I sat up slowly rubbing the back of my neck, feeling how long my blood red hair was getting to be, Should I cut it? Nah.. Pointless. I glanced at my alarm clock, 1:30 blinking at me. I sighed and shook my head once again, same time every night. It was the time that I left her. I know I can't.. shouldn't go back. I don't want to hurt her. But Yet I can't stop thinking that leaving her was hard but going back would be hardest.
I pressed my back against the cool bed frame before finally standing up and going into my bathroom, My tattoo stood out against my pale skin even more these days, Love reflecting back at me. Love, ha. What a foreign subject, now that I was gone, now that she was gone. Her love, my love, all the past. But Yet, I can't stop thinking that leaving her hurts so bad, but staying away from my heart hurts the most.
I look in the mirror a moment longer before slamming my hand into the window. I can't do this, I won't do this. I cry softly, falling to the floor, holding my throbbing hand. I don't have the strength to stay away. But yet I still remember that Leaving was hard but going back will be the hardest.
I run through the empty streets, back to her now. I knock on the door twice, the door opens, she stands there.
"I love you, Sakura. I'm sorry. Leaving was hard.. But Can I Come back now?"