Why hello there my lovely reader! This is just a little poem I came up with one night and decided to make a story out of it. (Fanfiction is in the second chapter) Gotta love SasoDei amiright? x3 Anyways, enjoy~!
His tears rolled down his face
His eyes were screaming and grieving
All the while his face remaining stoic as a puppet's
His heart was acing
He looked down
He placed his single white rose on the grave
The deep grey clouds began to weep
He knew it was time to leave
He took one final look at the place under the cherry blossom tree
He drove home with a tear stained face
His stoic expression never leaving its place on his face
He lie on his empty bed
He rolled over and took in the sight of the empty place beside him
He broke down
He wept for hours
Curses and screams left his lips
He was alone
He glanced to his other side and found something to end the pain
An innocent wood-carving knife on the work bench
He starred at it through tearful eyes
He picked up the object and placed it on his wrist
He began to weep more
Just as he was going to make the devastating slice
He felt a presence
He looked up threw his lashes and saw Him
He had a disapproving look on his face
He didn't want this for him
He leaned down and whispered three words into his ear
He blinked threw the tears
He put down the blade
He suddenly felt warm inside
He didn't feel alone
He climbed back under the covers
He snuggled into the warmth
He looked at the empty place in the bed beside him
He remembered who use to occupy that space
But instead of crying
He began to feel the same warm feeling as before
He closed his eyes and smiled as he remembered the three words uttered to him earlier:
Don't Cry, Love.
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