Whistle
My first FFX fic. I don't really know why I wrote this. It was just a spur of the moment kind of thing. So if you have any comments you know I would love to hear them. ^_^
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I stand on the dock and raise my wrinkled fingers to my lips, blowing as hard as I can.
The familiar shrill surrounds the air.
I've gotten better at it.
After three years, I've gotten wonderfully good.
They're loud and clear now.
But he still can't hear them.
He lied, he said he would come running. He never came; running, walking, crawling or otherwise.
Some days I imagine I hear an answer to my whistling but it always turns out to be the wind.
I honestly wish I could say I still believe he will return.
I honestly wish I could say that I know one day I'll see him again.
But truth be told, I don't.
I wipe away my tears.
I usually don't cry, I grew immune after a while but these past few days watching everyone move on, everyone but me, I can't seem to stop.
It's dark now.
I should be asleep; I have things to see to early tomorrow.
I know I look terrible. My eyes have dark circles under them, my hair looks like it died, my clothes are never wrinkle-free or that neat anymore.
The first year or two I tried too keep up my appearance for the sake of the people.
I couldn't let them see me fall apart; I was their hope.
It's hypocritical, I myself having no hope.
But it doesn't matter, I'm dead now, everything is just routine.
Just like this.
Every night I come here to whistle even when I know he's not coming back.
Every night I come here to empty another piece of my soul into the wind.
Some day, I'll blow away with it.
But until then, I'll continue to stand here and whistle while visions of him haunt me.
Funny, I think I hear someone whistling back.
Just another few seconds of wishful thinking, wasted memories and faded dreams.
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So, here you are at the end! Actually read the whole thing, I'm surprised. Again, please tell me what you think.
E-mail: fracky_00@hotmail.com Website: www.geocities.com/sakuranokaerizaki
My first FFX fic. I don't really know why I wrote this. It was just a spur of the moment kind of thing. So if you have any comments you know I would love to hear them. ^_^
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
I stand on the dock and raise my wrinkled fingers to my lips, blowing as hard as I can.
The familiar shrill surrounds the air.
I've gotten better at it.
After three years, I've gotten wonderfully good.
They're loud and clear now.
But he still can't hear them.
He lied, he said he would come running. He never came; running, walking, crawling or otherwise.
Some days I imagine I hear an answer to my whistling but it always turns out to be the wind.
I honestly wish I could say I still believe he will return.
I honestly wish I could say that I know one day I'll see him again.
But truth be told, I don't.
I wipe away my tears.
I usually don't cry, I grew immune after a while but these past few days watching everyone move on, everyone but me, I can't seem to stop.
It's dark now.
I should be asleep; I have things to see to early tomorrow.
I know I look terrible. My eyes have dark circles under them, my hair looks like it died, my clothes are never wrinkle-free or that neat anymore.
The first year or two I tried too keep up my appearance for the sake of the people.
I couldn't let them see me fall apart; I was their hope.
It's hypocritical, I myself having no hope.
But it doesn't matter, I'm dead now, everything is just routine.
Just like this.
Every night I come here to whistle even when I know he's not coming back.
Every night I come here to empty another piece of my soul into the wind.
Some day, I'll blow away with it.
But until then, I'll continue to stand here and whistle while visions of him haunt me.
Funny, I think I hear someone whistling back.
Just another few seconds of wishful thinking, wasted memories and faded dreams.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
So, here you are at the end! Actually read the whole thing, I'm surprised. Again, please tell me what you think.
E-mail: fracky_00@hotmail.com Website: www.geocities.com/sakuranokaerizaki