Mou Hitori no Boku holds my glass heart. He doesn't even know it… I'm afraid he'll accidentally drop it and I'll have to watch it shatter on the floor. A heart is fragile like glass, precious like diamonds.

When he walked out of my life forever, he took my heart with him. I don't even know if it's shattered yet. I wonder why I haven't died yet, being without a heart. Then I realized… I hold Mou Hitori no Boku's fragile heart. I cradle the glass heart gently against my chest. I'll never let his heart shatter. I swear it.