D o n ' t l e a v e m e . Again.
Obsidian b l a c k – oh they used to be so graygrayblack –
"No one likes making you cry."
—she liked to believe it was for love. She'd manage.
(You don't deserve it, Sasuke-kun)
(I'll show you how strong I've become, Sasuke-kun)
(I can't believe still love you, Sasuke-kun.)
"I love you with all my heart!"
Stay, please stay.
"Thank you."
He wondered what it would've been like if—
"It suits you."
—he looked back and said goodbye.
Don't cry.
T e a r s fell.
Please don't cry.
He hated goodbyes.
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quintessence - kwin-tes-uhns. noun. the pure and concentrated essence of a substance; the most perfect embodiment of something.
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I only know your name –
where you live, and a phone number.
With all the stories going around,
I already know the things you hate.
But all of these have no meaning –
if I can't really find you.
My love is pointless,
if you're not the reason for it.
I remember long ago,
times of us together until midnight.
It didn't matter what others said,
just as long as we could be together.
But all of these have no meaning –
if I can't really find you.
My love is pointless,
if you're not the reason for it.
I'm trying to reach you,
I'm almost there.
I'm trying to read between the lines—
But all of these have no meaning –
if you're not the end it leads to.
My love is completely pointless,
if you're not the reason for it.
If you're not the reason for it.
.Dahilan.
Barbie Almabis
(translated by psychedelic aya)
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Authoress' Notes: —In which, yes, I am feeling rather dorky today. Note that the translation up there was based on the context and concept of this story, rather than on the exact song lines, but I tried to make the meaning similar. And oh, this is a "story", not a songfic, made of drabbles—yes, they ARE connected to one another, but I'd like you to think that they are not. Some drabbles won't exactly continue the other, but I assure you they are in chronological order. Of sorts. And the song is only up there because it's what inspired me, and I just thought you'd like to know. (It's also for reminding me why I began this in the first place.)
So enjoy, click to the next chapter. Smile, someone up there loves you.
Disclaimer: For all chapters, please—I own them and inspiration PWNS me with bricks. Therefore, I PWN YOU ALL FUFUFU. Or, just, not. Er. I don't own them. Get off my case, thankyouverymuch. (Donations would be welcome, though—)
