Sliver of Me
Summary: Does it really matter anymore? Just take part of me: any part. You already have all of me anyway. (One-sided IxK, K's POV, drabble.)
Is this what love is supposed to be like? I don't know anymore.
Or is this just a silly fantasy of mine?
My problem is that I care about you too much; it's unnatural and unhealthy. It's hard to think anymore because all I can think about is you.
You're slowly taking over my mind, so slowly that I didn't even notice at first.
Is it possible to die of heartbreak?
I don't want to die, but I can feel it. I'm dying because I can't have you.
Ichigo, open your eyes. I'm a poor boy who loves you too much for his own good.
And I can't let go of you, no matter how hard I try.
But I don't know if I even really want to.
I can't leave you because I don't think I could live with myself. But I can't stay, because if I do I'll break even more than I already have.
But when I honestly think of it...
Nothing really matters anymore to me, but you.
You can take anything you want from me: my heart, but you've broken too many times to heal. You can have my soul, but I think that it might be shattered.
I'm damaged goods, but you can have me anyway you want me.
Nothing really matters anymore because you already have all of me: my broken heart, shattered soul, my unworthy self.
But I do have one thing that I can give to you, one tiny sliver of me, that is completely and utterly undamaged.
You have one entirely unchangeable and unharmed part of me, Ichigo.
You have my love.
And with that, my fourth fic is finished. Voila! :)
Once again, here I go with experimenting. Very short drabble, but they're supposed to be short aren't they?
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Really hope you liked it!