{Authors' Note} I am running out of twists for beauty and the beast so I am writing one shots until I get more inspiration (sorry its taking a while to finish that one!) So this was something I just kind of ran with, very short, angsty but I think its nice. Its about Sasuke's sudden realization about Sakura, that she is just a jar of cherry jam.
DISCLAIMOR: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO, I DO OWN THIS FNAFIC THO!
Cherry Jam
She writes as easily you breath, holds your red-liquor lavished glass heart in the palms of her hands. Spilling over atop marble steps of the translucent world around you, she pours it in your soul. Whispers as gentle as the sun on your cheek but can burn you all the same. Touch- like woven strings of satin gliding across your skin. Gazes- at you with a vacant stare all too forgotten but never really missed. But when you see her, where you've seen her- you cannot place. Words escape you like a mouse that saw the cat a second before the pounce. Your breath leaves you- fluttering away like the misplaced thoughts you had. But somehow you find it just in time, like when you find that dollar tucked away in your coat pocket forgotten, lost, fleating- but found. However it is not the same, its crinkled, torn, pressed to fit that moment in time when you left it. Frozen still, stale, not as warm as when it first entered your lungs. No it's not the same. Her words never really grasp you the way they did when you met. Her touch is no longer as soft, but shaking. Her whisper have grown raspy her gaze is hollow, but still she cannot be placed. Your heart begins to sink and you feel that hot sweat in your palm turn cold. Your stomach flops and have that panic- that dire, urgent, panic that somewhere along the line you forgot something, over looked something. When it hits you, your spine freezes still you try to over look it, because that can't be it, but it is and deep down inside you know it is. You can place it now you can remember why, because somewhere along the line you realized that you were falling out of love. Her palm no longer caressed you dripping heart. She no longer spoke as easily, words seemed to evade her more and you lost the ability to listen. You panic more, your heart tears and you wonder why. Its not her anymore but you, selfishness eating away, the attention, the sound, the feel you miss it- crave it. But you can't seem to find it in her anymore. The jar had been licked clean and you find yourself wanting more.
{Auhtor's Note} review if you like it please! :3