When night is falling

A Sasusaku short story
By Raizeelve

Jarak mereka terpaut tujuh ribu mil dan tiga belas jam. Saling bertukar rindu dan sendu lewat telepon. Sejauh itu Tokyo dan Boston.

It's in the middle of the night right now
But why do I keep thinking about you?
Your empty spot is making me lonely
I think I still love you a lot

When Night is Falling - Wonstein

All characters are belong to Masashi Kishimoto
Pic from pinterest