I haven't thought it through all the way, the way I'm going to see him every day on tour and pretend that we're still together. It hasn't come out yet, and I hold his hand at press releases, still in love, and pathetic, when he kisses my cheek I yearn for a deeper kiss, and yeah I know its fake, but it feel so familiar and good and I want him to tell me he still wants me, for real though. If only it was real, the second we're behind the press door his hand drops and he slicks his hair back. He never says anything, just keeps his cool, because he can. I look at him, and cry as he walks away, and back to his dressing room. I walk to mine and cry some more, and sometimes Tomo is there, though mostly I'm alone. Seiko sends flowers every day, and I'm fighting back the urge to beg him to take me back, how pathetic. Chara, the siren, thrown aside by the guitar samurai just another foreigner that learned her place. But its still there, the pain. and I want to re...
"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.