❝ over there, the autumn leaves that look like they’re at stake
seem like they’re looking at us
if our hands touch, even if it’s all at once
it only seems like it’s going to be crumbs
i just only looked with the winds of autumn
the speech and facial expressions that have gotten colder all of a sudden
i can only see our relationship withering – like the autumn sky, it’s empty between us. ❞
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Dead Leaves ↬ Akaashi Keiji ✓
Random[short story; lowercase intended] ❝ it's breaking, i can see the thing called the end ❞ in which a friendship between two people were meant to be temporary.
