Your soul wave lengths are fading. “Wait!! D-don’t go! I’m sorry!” He tramples over the shattered pieces of glass. “I..I didn’t mean to! I love you!” He cries out to your soul, somehow still tugging at the key to your heart; your soul. His touch to the key of your heart light, but some how Impending a feeling of love again. “It meant nothing! I swear!” He grabs your hand. “T-tell me you still feel it..” Nothing. A moment of silence. “No..n-no..” He presses your hand to his heart. “See? See it’s beating—for you..!” You wince at the throbbing rhythm that aches upon your hand. “I..I don’t know what I’ll do..” He admits. “I don’t know what I’ll do if you leave me..”