Tadaima, Okaeri
amaterasu
Looking up the great dark sky and witnessing the luminescence of the stars above, I can't help feeling a sliver of loneliness creep upon my heart. Shadows are slinking at the back of my mind, clouding my judgment. I have complete faith upon your arrival, faith upon your solemn promise that you will come back.
I drift along the darkened street, dreaming of your warm voice and your sweet smile.I can't seem to open my eyes; my body feels leaden. My senses are dead, except for the fact that I am being carried by someone. My own words keep flashing in my subconscious, telling me that I should come back. Back to your open trust and loving caresses.
So lost am I in my own world, it doesn't even register that someone is talking to me. I manage a few nods every now and then. But my mind is still on you, still far away. I am sick with worry, endlessly fidgeting but some part of me clings to the hope in the promise that you gave.
I feel a bright light pierce my haze, almost blinding me with its intensity. I look up and see your face, smiling and inviting me to your arms. How I wish my vision were true. I fear that I have worried you yet again. I never want to hurt you, but everytime I do battle, I seem to. I fear that my life is slowly fading away and that I might break my solemn vow -- To you and you alone.
I long for the moment we will meet once again. To hold you in my arms and cradle your soft face. To kiss all your pains away. I continue to sit here -- Still waiting and still hoping. Others might have told me I'm stupid; others might have called me foolish. To wait for a man who chose his own death but somehow I know you will survive. I know that you will continue to live. We will go back to Tokyo together, won't we?
Tadaima. I'm home. How I wish to say these words again, to hear your lilting voice. Okaeri, you'll say. Then we'll spend the afternoon, sitting under the sun, basking in it's light and warmth. Endless joy will be ours; and maybe finally, I can rest my troubled soul.
We'll go home together and walk side by side. We'll build our own home. Peace will be ours. We will sit in the sun, basking its light and warmth. Endless joy will indeed be ours, for nothing is more joyful than having you beside me, embracing me in love.
I must rest now and prepare myself for our reunion. I want you to see me in all my glory, yet see me as the man who needs you to live. As sleep slowly pulls me to its depths, in my heart burns the fact that we will meet soon. And that we'll go back to Tokyo forever.
Three shadows cloud my vision. With every step that they take, the faster my heart beats. Your unconscious form is solid in my sight. Every muscle and instinct cries out for me to run to your side and protect you from all the pain and hurt the world can give. So I do , unmindful of my own injuries and pain. The night wind stings my skin, but I am blessedly numb to the pain. The joy of seeing you again blossoms in my heart, filling me with a warmth that seeps up through the depths of my soul. Misao is beside me, running at a faster pace. I see that Aoshi is with you. At last, you are home. Okaeri, Kenshin. My love.
~owari~
03132002
amaterasu
Looking up the great dark sky and witnessing the luminescence of the stars above, I can't help feeling a sliver of loneliness creep upon my heart. Shadows are slinking at the back of my mind, clouding my judgment. I have complete faith upon your arrival, faith upon your solemn promise that you will come back.
I drift along the darkened street, dreaming of your warm voice and your sweet smile.I can't seem to open my eyes; my body feels leaden. My senses are dead, except for the fact that I am being carried by someone. My own words keep flashing in my subconscious, telling me that I should come back. Back to your open trust and loving caresses.
So lost am I in my own world, it doesn't even register that someone is talking to me. I manage a few nods every now and then. But my mind is still on you, still far away. I am sick with worry, endlessly fidgeting but some part of me clings to the hope in the promise that you gave.
I feel a bright light pierce my haze, almost blinding me with its intensity. I look up and see your face, smiling and inviting me to your arms. How I wish my vision were true. I fear that I have worried you yet again. I never want to hurt you, but everytime I do battle, I seem to. I fear that my life is slowly fading away and that I might break my solemn vow -- To you and you alone.
I long for the moment we will meet once again. To hold you in my arms and cradle your soft face. To kiss all your pains away. I continue to sit here -- Still waiting and still hoping. Others might have told me I'm stupid; others might have called me foolish. To wait for a man who chose his own death but somehow I know you will survive. I know that you will continue to live. We will go back to Tokyo together, won't we?
Tadaima. I'm home. How I wish to say these words again, to hear your lilting voice. Okaeri, you'll say. Then we'll spend the afternoon, sitting under the sun, basking in it's light and warmth. Endless joy will be ours; and maybe finally, I can rest my troubled soul.
We'll go home together and walk side by side. We'll build our own home. Peace will be ours. We will sit in the sun, basking its light and warmth. Endless joy will indeed be ours, for nothing is more joyful than having you beside me, embracing me in love.
I must rest now and prepare myself for our reunion. I want you to see me in all my glory, yet see me as the man who needs you to live. As sleep slowly pulls me to its depths, in my heart burns the fact that we will meet soon. And that we'll go back to Tokyo forever.
Three shadows cloud my vision. With every step that they take, the faster my heart beats. Your unconscious form is solid in my sight. Every muscle and instinct cries out for me to run to your side and protect you from all the pain and hurt the world can give. So I do , unmindful of my own injuries and pain. The night wind stings my skin, but I am blessedly numb to the pain. The joy of seeing you again blossoms in my heart, filling me with a warmth that seeps up through the depths of my soul. Misao is beside me, running at a faster pace. I see that Aoshi is with you. At last, you are home. Okaeri, Kenshin. My love.
~owari~
03132002