Gackt was offended when you left him. So what if he didn’t have enough time for you anymore? With him, your future was secure. You wouldn’t have to lift a finger. He didn’t care. He didn’t need you, you needed him.

For the first few weeks after your breakup, he put all his time into writing songs. It was to distract himself from you, but he wouldn’t admit that.

Then after a month, Gackt realised the aching of his heart wouldn’t quell. You were already on his mind each day, and now you were taking over his dreams at night. It was torturous.

He was frustrated with himself, and you. But there was no way Gackt would swallow his pride and try to get you back. He refused to crawl back to you, even if it meant he had to drink his feelings.

“Please, open the door baby…”

But that only ended up with him on your porch at an ungodly hour, drunk and heartbroken. Wanting you to allow him back into your life. Wanting your love once again. Gackt would beg if you wanted him to. He needed you.

“I love you so fucking much..”