Wednesday, August 30, 2006

where

I'm here. Settled in the dark abyss between the scattered pieces of my broken heart. I'm finding my way whole again. It's intense. To love is a joyous pain. I write because I live... I live because I love... I love because I am a fool. I will write, I will live and I will love again. I WILL!

Love's Pain

Inspired by Natsuki Takaya's "Fruits Basket" (vol 3, pp 101, 115-117, 122-123)

S: I had a dream about the one I love... and then... there was nothing I could do.

S: Do you remember the morning I had that dream? You and me and Aaya all cried, remember? That morning... it became something painful for you two. But for me... it still remains... in my heart.

That longing... that passion... paralyzingly sweet and sad.


S: I... I want ot make it last forever. I want to be able to hold it in my hands. And I will. I still... remember... that vow. If I can make it happen I won't feel guilty about... the means to that end. Even if someone gets hurt in the process. (with a smile)

S: There are times when I hate myself for it.

You can take... my teeth... or my bones. They don't matter to me. I WILL GET IT. And I'll do whatever it takes to get there. Even lie or use people.


S: I guess it is... because you are most important... my dear.

I will make that dream last forever.

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When the dream of what you want gets lost in the reality of what you can not have...

What would you do, how far are you willing to go for the one you say that you love.


*in progress*