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- Interlude 7 (Yukino)
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- I firmly turned the key in the lock so that the door I closed would never open again.
- Just once, for the very last time.
- I stroked the door and engraved the feeling onto my skin.
- As cold as it was cold.
- As painful as it was painful.
- I can believe the answer I chose was the genuine thing.
- Because I don’t know of another sure way. In the end, I remain unknowing of what the correct answer is, and I will never be able to stop doubting my choices no matter how much time may pass.
- To the one genuine thing; because I yearned for it so much, I ended up twisting it. As I remain unable to even cry, my very self burns up.
- Burning out, what remained was a distorted sham.
- Even so, to myself it was an irreplaceable and unchangeable fake.
- At the very least, so that I wouldn’t break apart, I softly and preciously kept it close to myself; to end everything with this.
- ——I sincerely pray this is the correct ending.
- As I pray, I moved my hand away from the door.
- Taking one step away, two steps, I go where I wouldn’t be able to touch that place even if I extended my hand.
- I don’t look back; not anymore.
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