He played his guitar…That’s all he did all day long.He just played his guitar.He didn’t cry, although his heart was broken.Broken into pieces, little pieces of glass who reflected his face.Aoi’s face.His beloved one hurt him again, but this time he didn’t do it on purpose.He never did.It wasn’t his fault after all, Uruha thought, it was mine.He
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*hugs and kisses*
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