(OUR WALTZ)
“My heart will break and everything will shatter into pieces if I lose you, and if, if you leave me behind.”
“Miyu.” Whispering the name that I forever own repeatedly from the past in a circular pattern of our bargain life and chances. I held out my hand, reaching to the far distance to where the left ruined castle of the past was the only thing that’s left to that part of a chance at life for our first chance.
“A king? Tsk! Do I look like one?”
Your lies, your gaze, and those smiles that I didn’t recognize then, the same features, your gestures, and the second you held me near for long, now I finally remember, as I realize the thing that keeps us together, but we must be apart. To this place, to this very land, the castle to where it once stood from its glory, the kingdom
