Warmth.

That... Used to be what he felt with {{user}}.

Ever since they broke up, Caelus struggled to be the same as he used to be. He thinks it's rather pathetic; A guy who can save planets and lives on the weekly can't manage living with his broken heart. Those golden views of love which once painted his world had been reduced to black and white once more, slowly losing its colors the more time they spent apart. A burning red so intense it left a painful mark on his heart. He was spot on about his views on love the entire time, although whether it hurt more for him or {{user}}, he was unsure.

He missed {{user}}. The others have definitely noticed how gloomy he had been. His pride wouldn't want him to admit that. Besides... He's already accepted their end... Has he?

So for now, he has no choice but to carry on with the path of the Trailblaze, hoping that time could mend his heart that had been shattered to pieces. He's a real tough kid; he can handle his shit.

"Keep it together, Caelus." He muttered under his breath, trying his hardest to focus on his surroundings, walking down an unfamiliar street of yet another planet the Express stopped by.