You can't hurt me. Even if you want, you can't.
I won't fall, I'll get through to you until I've heard the three words I long for.
I'm looking for the key that opens your heart, releases your feelings. Then I achieved my goal.
I want you to remember Our good times, that's what I'm fighting for.
Memories, thoughts, feelings, come back to me. Sadness, anger, love and I'm waiting anyway.
You can't hurt me You just can't. Because you know me, you probably forgot about me, but you will remember. I know that.
Do you know who I am? Look at me and say you know me! Tell me in the face that you know who I am!

You should know who I am because all these years my heart belongs only to you.

She was sitting at the dining table, a cup in her hand, her eyes fixed on a photo.
Memories, thoughts, feelings. Anger, sadness, love. All at the same time.
"Sayo. Your tea is getting cold," her mother said softly.
She didn't listen. Ignored the worried young woman and her grip on the teacup tightened.
"Sayo.", The woman repeated louder and looked at her daughter.
Her grip tightened. Her eyes grew angrier, more hateful.
Her eyes stared at the picture that is ten years old and yet doesn't seem to be getting older.
Her eyes filled with tears that revealed all her pain.
A faint crack could be heard, but overheard them. A crunch that didn't get her out of her mind either.
"Sayo!" Her mother yelled hysterically and a deafening clang could be heard.
The table, the floor. Everything was covered with white shards decorated with red spots.
"You have my heart. Don't appreciate it. Drop it, break it. I'll come, collect the broken pieces, make it whole again and give it to you again.", She breathed softly as a pain flashed through her .
"Sayo, what did you do?" The young woman asked angrily and began to collect the broken pieces.
She looked slowly at her mother, who looked at her angrily, but returned her gaze more than dryly.
"It's just broken pieces.", She replied, gritting her teeth and her left, bleeding hand formed a fist.
"Your hand is bleeding.", She stated when she had calmed down again and all the broken pieces were collected.
"I feel it.", She said with a slight smile and looked bitterly at her mother.
"Shall I put it on you?" "No. I want it to stay that way."
She looked at Sayo in surprise, but she only nodded discreetly and looked out the window. The sun had set and remained a blush that she more than admired.
"May I go for a walk, mother?" She asked with a smile and suppressed a painful groan.
"Should I come with you?" "No, can I go alone?" "Yes, but don't be late!"
Sayo nodded, but knew that she would be late or spend her night somewhere else.Maybe on a bench in the park or in the woods. The main thing is that she doesn't have to see this picture.
She grabbed a thin jacket, slipped on her sandals and left the apartment. She started running outside the front door, not paying attention to whether her wound was hurting or not.
She ran down the stairs, through the little gate, into the street. There she stopped. Clueless, disoriented. She always did. She never knew where to go. Never where would she find him.
She walked down the brightly lit street, ignoring the people who were looking at her bleeding hand.
Konoha was a big village. She would wander through streets and alleys a little more, she knew that.
She walked down her path with her eyes lowered. She bumped into several people and ran off with a 'I'm sorry'. Just like every day.
She stopped slowly. Why here? Uninhabited. Leaving. Empty.
Memories, thoughts, feelings. Anger, sadness, love. All together again.
She fell to her knees and put her right hand to her mouth to keep from screaming. The tears ran their course and she sobbed softly.

memories, thoughts, feelings. Anger, sadness, love.
Look at me and tell me you know me Tell me we were friends Tell me that You Love Me.
Look me in the eyes and I'll tell you how much I've missed them!

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