When you held your dear loved one's hand closely. Her warmth soothes your well-being. And sends the beating heart to the point of no return. M felt her soft pulse when he placed his ears on her shoulders, still knowing that it was a one sided love's adventure. And M was to do no further. Into her boyfriend's territory.
Her hand was smooth, gentle, warm.
Sorrowful.
Both him and her.
And he told her,
"You are my 10th chapter. It was short and sweet. But I knew it was impossible for me. For me to be the most important thing for your heart to see."
She smiled jokingly, but uttered,
"Arigatou..."
That chapter ended.
No regrets, he thought.
No regrets...
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