♡.

won't you look my way only, just a bit more?.

you praised me by saying “you're crazy”.thank you, i'll do my best.

all that praise and glory that you have in abundance. i shall take them from you. even if it costs me everything!.

everyone's gentle eyes.can see right through me.and cherish.my feelings.even moreso than myself.

it's something, isn't it? we are bits of life floating in a whole lot of non-life. the fact is true for us in both space and time: we are brief in any measure. and yet, we can reach out our voice and be heard, even if only for a moment. and that has to mean something, doesn't it?.

i couldn’t find a replacement for you even if i searched the whole world, you know?.

to feel kindness right now would cause him to contaminate it, defile it, absorb that once-kindred thing into his chest and make it something utterly disgusting—another part of him.

the mind does not shatter, archivist. it is soft and malleable. it bends and twists and returns to what it is, though what you see and feel may leave their mark upon it.

i can't smile well anymore, it's because of you.

you’re a liar!.

a single blackened sunflower. like the silhouette of a stunned person staring this way. as if asking, “why do i look like this?”.

i really loved you, you know?.

(i know that the five of us will be able to stay together for a long time. but. we won't be walking by your side. we'll be doing our best to catch up. just so that, at the very least, we won't lose sight of you. so that we won't fall so far behind that we can't reach you.).

if it’s just about me and you, why should anyone else matter? i won’t change for the next thousand years. if you’re going to express your love for me, give me an unchanging affection that lasts for a thousand years. then i’ll consider it.

love me! i who lack so much.

that's because. i just wanted to stand by your side, even for just a bit.

when i got up to leave i looked at you, and i tried to think of how to say everything i was feeling. but i’ve never really been good at describing feelings, i’m only good at describing facts, and love, love isn’t a fact.

you're plagued by an unfading curse. poor you. but your curse is nothing to me. don't drag me into that.

where did i go wrong? probably from the beginning.

if we are to be separated, if we are to lose our way,.i'll make sure we'll be connected this time, no matter how many times it takes.if you will just stay here with me, if i could just keep you from leaving.