A small drabble
I feel like a drabble is coming up. No idea why... it might be something, it might be not. Also, this is my first post! Ha! I actually wrote something before, but LJ ate it.
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"Hey..." I looked up from where I was sitting. The cigarette dangling from my mouth as I tried to tune this blasted guitar. It's not like I didn't know hów to tune a guitar, it was just...this was hís guitar. HIS! I fucking can't... not his guitar. Not this one. We let Sugi play one of his guitars before...but...not this one...
"Let me help you" He sat down next to me and gently moved his fingers over mine. I hiccuped, the cigarette falling to the ground as I leaned against his shoulder.
"It hurts Pata...it hurts so fucking much..." He smiles at me, softly, in his own way. I breathe in his scent, even now he's still the same. He quickly tunes the instrument and slides the strap over my shoulders.
"I know Yo-chan, I know. But maybe this will help ne? You might find some closure...playing."
I know he means well. He always does. But as I look down on the yellow guitar...I can't help but feel that the red hearts should be broken.
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Darn. And I so told myself I wanted to make some HAPPY X Japan stuff. Right. No-go then.
Maybe later? When I'm done angsting. xD
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"Hey..." I looked up from where I was sitting. The cigarette dangling from my mouth as I tried to tune this blasted guitar. It's not like I didn't know hów to tune a guitar, it was just...this was hís guitar. HIS! I fucking can't... not his guitar. Not this one. We let Sugi play one of his guitars before...but...not this one...
"Let me help you" He sat down next to me and gently moved his fingers over mine. I hiccuped, the cigarette falling to the ground as I leaned against his shoulder.
"It hurts Pata...it hurts so fucking much..." He smiles at me, softly, in his own way. I breathe in his scent, even now he's still the same. He quickly tunes the instrument and slides the strap over my shoulders.
"I know Yo-chan, I know. But maybe this will help ne? You might find some closure...playing."
I know he means well. He always does. But as I look down on the yellow guitar...I can't help but feel that the red hearts should be broken.
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Darn. And I so told myself I wanted to make some HAPPY X Japan stuff. Right. No-go then.
Maybe later? When I'm done angsting. xD