A/N: Hey guys! omg these stories! they just get me PUMPED! YEAH! ok but seriously enjoy the story BYE!
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A boy out in a field of wheat.
He sat on his rock. A rock that had been there alongside his loved one. His loved one who would not applaud for his beautiful songs. his songs he sang now in a deep voice.
But he knew...
He knew she was there listening.
listening as she did before.
and waiting.
waiting for his songs to end and him to leave.
Leave and return the next day with more songs.
songs for her and only her, because she was his.
and he was hers.
And so he played. and let the tears fall.
Upon the grave.
A/N: Omg guys I'm sorry this was going to be a supper long one, but as I wrote it became this and well... I think it's a good one even if it's like a shit poem or something XD ok again sorry please review and tell me if I should just start a new series of tokka... or whatever actually tell me what you guys would like I'm more than happy to research couples and write some fics for you guys!