Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to none other than Troll master Kubo.
Wo die Liebe hinfällt, das weiß kein Mensch - german proverb.
To me, sunsets are not just a beautiful view. They seem to symbolize a rather depressing thing for me. You know that moment when your watching a sunset, and one moment its there, faintly, but there, and then its gone. All that it left is streaks of gold and orange. And that too, fades away.
I can relate that to me. Once, one moment she was there, and the other moment, she was gone. I never saw the exact moment, must have blinked, but she was gone. However, unlike sunsets, there was nothing to remind the world she was there. Nothing to remind the world that she existed, that she had lived on it.
She was my light. She was there, always.
Its not healthy, a close friend of mine once told me. I barely knew her for less than half a year, and here I was mourning because she left. And its not like she died. She was alive. The only thing was I couldn't see her, she said, and I didn't have to act like I lost a cherished person because of that. All of my human friends were surrounding me, and I knew most, if not all, were thinking the same.
'I did lose a cherished person, Tatsuki.' I had said. 'I lost a friend, a partner, a confidante, a..' ' A what, Kurosaki?' Mizuiro asked, though I knew he knew what. They all did. 'Never mind. You wouldn't understand.' And I left.
But you know, the sun always rises even after it sets.
And Rukia came back. One moment, she wasn't there, and the next moment, she was.
Sunsets might be depressing for me, but sunrises...they're a whole different story.
AN: I am not German...its just a nice language to me..hehe.
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