The rain fell onto the roof in a rhythm-like melody, almost putting Gokudera to sleep. For the twentieth time that night he turned over, and stared at the picture of you and him sitting on a park bench in the middle of summer. He picked it up and smiled softly, recalling how warm you felt when he embraced you. It was nice while it lasted.
Ever since one of the Vongola's enemies attacked and killed you in the cross fire, Gokudera vowed never to never get close to anyone ever again. However he was still part of the Vongola Family, it was his duty after all to protect the Tenth.
Holding back the tears that burned his eyes, he put the photo back down and whispered softly into the darkness of his room, "I miss you (name)...I'm sorry I wasn't able to save you in time."