As he thought about the previous day he came across more questions. She had just walked away, pleaded him to leave her alone. How could she just walk away from me? Why couldn't I do anything? It had been her eyes, not dead anymore, but filled with pain, more pain than he could deal with. I thought we had shared everything, every laugh, each succes of mine, I even thought she shared every time she got hurt. But she cried alone, each and every time. But she still tried to please me and she bought me pudding, cheered me up, cheered me on.
AN: Thanks for reading again! For those who hadn't realised it yet, the lines in italics are the lyrics to the song Sho is 'writing'. Please review and tell me what you think!