momo
Dear Kyoka,
I shot up in bed,
I had a terrible dream.
there was a demon,
or an angel.
I can't tell the difference.
but it looked like someone.
it looked like you,
I cried in my dream.
you, the demon-angel,
tried to drag me,
I'm assuming to my death,
the afterlife,
I was this close to letting it happen.
I don't care if it wasn't you.
I want to believe it was.
listen.
kill me now, because,
I'm done saving myself.
I'll join you.
I don't want to feed into it.
whatever it was.
quirk, massacre, I don't care.
I know I said I wouldn't,
but I don't care about that now.
I'll be with you soon,
I hope you haven't forgotten.
about us, me, anything.
I love you.
forgive me for this,
but I'll be with you soon.
bye, my love.
Love, Momo