-Hour glass-
He reached out his hands to me – his smile that seeped right into my soul.
The dark clouds were starting to fade as the sun started to peek within the curtains of the sky.
"Everything's going to be fine. Now that I'm here." He spoke as lucid as it could ever be. His warm touch raised my shivering figure. I flew up just like he was carrying a mere child. "W-What are you-"
"Let's go…" he smiled.
The radiance of his smile itself brought me to tears of inexplicable joy. I dug my head deep down his chest layered with clothes that were slightly in shreds. The warmth that embraced the entirety of me had once returned. I wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore. The pain and sadness will eventually disappear along with these tears.
The old home, laid flat in rubble in-front of us. The broken glass windows have been found black from the utmost pressure that came from the small ticking ball that dropped at the flat surface of the home's rooftop that used to shelter most of us unwanted children. The place where he had first patted my head. The very first place where we had met – where we had played and laughed and sang hymns with everyone.
Do you remember?
Christmas always gave us a bittersweet feeling. The joy and the warm atmosphere it gave us even when the world sent blizzards and storms to turn our laughter into frowns. I still remember the feeling that engulfed my whole presence after I got the first present I had received from you. The very first present anyone has ever given me.
As I stood up on my own two feet, I saw your figure gradually starting to drop down on the course ground filled with nothing but dust and broken pieces of buildings. "It's all…gone" he whispered as his soft, deep voice shook for the first time. His bubble of hope seemed to have been bursted from the sight that had been laid out infront of him. I could do nothing. I could not say anything. Without the thought of what I had to do, I hugged the shivering boy. We both understood the situation and prayed for everyone's safety.
Are we the only ones left in the world?
So even if the world around us is still tattered and torn into innumerable amount of pieces we will still be together. Nothing can ever break this bond…this hope…this friendship, and this love. Even time itself cannot stop us. Even when we have no place to go back to; I know deep down that we will be able to make it.
Somehow.
The sand inside our Hour glass would never have to be tipped over again. It will never run out and it, will never End.
A/C
HEY GUYS! Long time no upload xD Soooo it's summer now and I have just finished exams! :D
And guess what ._. I have writers block. I have the story all set out and everything, I just... you know, don't know how to 'write' it ^^" I've nearly finished the latest Chapter of Red letters though. I'm just making sure that it doesn't sound too rushed? Ahhhhhh.. .well, whilst I was feeling a bit down I decided to write a one shot cuz, why not. Lel. Anywho, if you did not somehow understand, the two characters are in a place where war is currently occurring.
I'll update soon :) Bye!