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He had a heart song. It was one of joy, and passion for the one he loved. It sung of the many happy memories of the past, and many that were still to come. It was a memoir of their time spent together, and of the different paths they would each take that would lead them towards their separate lives for the future.
Tamaki stood at the gates to his past school, gazing around at the grand and prestigious campus where so much had happened. It was fitting -he felt- that he should stand there at that moment, as it was a perfect place and a perfect time to say goodbye. The day was dimming -a sure sign of an end. But- when an end was concluded, a new beginning was also born. And his beginning was just starting.
He walked slowly around the school for one last time, fingering out every last detail, every last aspect of the place that he loved and permanently engraving it into his mind. As he walked, his heart ached in sadness at what had past, what he was leaving behind -and fluttered in anticipation at what was to come. His heart -it was a companion of some respect, a guide and advisory of his emotions and a judge for his actions.
It had served him well in the past, choosing with utmost delicacy the woman who would claim it for her own. It had chosen well. He loved her, and his heart had surrendered itself to her. She had accepted graciously, but now that time was at an end.
They were going down their own separate roads, the roads that they had created with their own hands. What new horizons would reveal themselves to him, he did not know. But he would take them willingly, with the love and support of her behind him.
She had held possession of his heart for some time, and when she had returned it to him, it had been changed, infused with her warmth and love, mingled with his own. Now he would go down this path not alone, but with her beside him. Treasured in a place that no one could take from him.
His heart sung a different song from the rest of the world.
It sung of an exquisite love, a pure and strong love, of a remarkable woman who had loved him.
AN: Misc fic...well what can i say?
I think it has a different flavor to what I wrote before...a kind of bitter? Sour? Unaccustomed flavor...
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