I know it’s pathetic, and cliché, but it is what I am at the moment, and that is nothing. I had become caught up in the spindle of illusion and the gravity was sweet and intoxicating, it drew me in and I had no escape, even now I feel empty thinking about it, the things inside of me that once fluttered in excitement now seem to have died, or rather it is as if they never were there to begin with, and I became trapped in it that feeling, after the operation I thought more and more of Takamasa, and how much love I poured into him, and of all the lies and the betrayal he gave to me. The insecurities I struggled with when seeing him, putting him ahead of everything else to just have him laugh at me behind my back, and then there was she. His “the one”. The one who knowingly stole my happiness from me, the selfish bitch who wanted my heart, because to me he was my heart, in some way he still is, and I feel it is unfair to Haruka, and it is another reason I haven’t pressured him into breakin...
"For Saturn, my only soul, a billion starry nights here with you." Is the story of Chara and Haruka two lonely sad souls who find eachother in the loud city of los angeles, their story follows many trials along their passion for music and equality and of course love.