Disclaimer : Okay minna-san! Think about it. do I really seem to own Card
captor Sakura? (the answer is nope hehe)
Okay, here's my usual stuff. English ISN'T my first language. there's probably many mistakes since I speak french. please, I beg you, try to get over them. So what's next. yeah! The e-mail adress for your welcome comments: sakura-19@caramail.com petitelune_19@caramail.com vanille_lune_19@hotmail.com
Here's the deal, you read the story I wrote and if you like it you review or you e-mail me. If you don't, you send me flames and insults by e-mail and review ok?
Hum.. there still something missing. Oh! Yeah! This story is .weird. I wrote it in a strange place named Poénégamook. (that is an amerindian word for "where the strangers are welcome") in a bedroom where there was 4 other girls with me, making srtange noises. I don't really know if it's a drama. someone told me it was sad. I didn't really think so, so I put it only in romance. ( for those of you who already read one of my fanfic you know that I'm mainly a drama/romance writter.) It is again in Syaoran point of view (some things never change.) and he think about how weak is happiness with Sakura cane be. because there,s always something or someone between them.
Thank you minna-san, here's the story! I titled it with one of my favorit french phrase. (le bonheur est éphémère.) but since I wanted to write this in english I translate it...
Happiness never last long.
I was in her arms, happy as always. She knew just like I did that it was maybe a really weak happiness, even if we wanted it to be hard like the rock. But we just wanted to be happy in each others arms. Her embrace was warm, like her soft skin.
-Hold me. hold me tight. I said.
She thighted her grip on me, never wanting me, my heart, my mind or my soul to go away.
-Don' leave me, she said hopelessly.
-How could I ever do that, I whispered my head resting on her heart.
Her heartbeats were somehow comforting in a very special way that made me wish to be by her side to fight for her sake forever.
Love.
It was pure and simple Love.
But happiness is never something you can keep for yourself for too long.
There was always the cruel faith to steal it away from you with its cold and dry long fingers.
And because of this cruel faith, I know that a lot of teardrops will fall.
Too much teardrops.
But for the time beins, I just didn't want to think about it. And I'm sure she neither did.
She moved her head between my shoulder and my neck.
-You're so warm, she shivered in pleasure.
I gripped the clothes in her back, putting her closer to me.
Her body attracted mine. She drived me crazy. I wanted to be her. I wanted her to be me. To be mine.
-Sakura, I whispered feverishly
Two bodies were shivering feverishly in a tiny couch.
That was pure. That was Love.
But happiness is something that you can't keep for too long. Happiness never last long.
Do we really seem to care? In this very moment, we didn't want to think about it. In this very moment, we just wanted to think about us.
Pure perfection. Love.
Isn't it the same beautiful thing?
-I love you, she said in my ear.
The realization of this fact brought tears to my eyes. She loved me. She really did. I felt. complete.
-I love you too.
-Truly?
-Truly, truly.
-Thank you.
She tighted again her grip on me while breathing heavily. How long would we be happy? How long would faith let us be togheter? By my personnal experience, I can say that it won't lst long.
When you're listenning to a song and you can't help but cry because of the perfect harmony between a soft melody and some very touching lyrics. It's an amazingly strong feeling isn't it?
With Sakura, it was stronger... very passionate. As if every second was the last one. We knew that it was somehow true.
We were happy in each others arms unetil the next magical attack, until eriol's next call.
I sighted.
Suddently, the phone rang, I took it.
-Xiaolang, it's your mother.
Happiness never last long.
Okay, here's my usual stuff. English ISN'T my first language. there's probably many mistakes since I speak french. please, I beg you, try to get over them. So what's next. yeah! The e-mail adress for your welcome comments: sakura-19@caramail.com petitelune_19@caramail.com vanille_lune_19@hotmail.com
Here's the deal, you read the story I wrote and if you like it you review or you e-mail me. If you don't, you send me flames and insults by e-mail and review ok?
Hum.. there still something missing. Oh! Yeah! This story is .weird. I wrote it in a strange place named Poénégamook. (that is an amerindian word for "where the strangers are welcome") in a bedroom where there was 4 other girls with me, making srtange noises. I don't really know if it's a drama. someone told me it was sad. I didn't really think so, so I put it only in romance. ( for those of you who already read one of my fanfic you know that I'm mainly a drama/romance writter.) It is again in Syaoran point of view (some things never change.) and he think about how weak is happiness with Sakura cane be. because there,s always something or someone between them.
Thank you minna-san, here's the story! I titled it with one of my favorit french phrase. (le bonheur est éphémère.) but since I wanted to write this in english I translate it...
Happiness never last long.
I was in her arms, happy as always. She knew just like I did that it was maybe a really weak happiness, even if we wanted it to be hard like the rock. But we just wanted to be happy in each others arms. Her embrace was warm, like her soft skin.
-Hold me. hold me tight. I said.
She thighted her grip on me, never wanting me, my heart, my mind or my soul to go away.
-Don' leave me, she said hopelessly.
-How could I ever do that, I whispered my head resting on her heart.
Her heartbeats were somehow comforting in a very special way that made me wish to be by her side to fight for her sake forever.
Love.
It was pure and simple Love.
But happiness is never something you can keep for yourself for too long.
There was always the cruel faith to steal it away from you with its cold and dry long fingers.
And because of this cruel faith, I know that a lot of teardrops will fall.
Too much teardrops.
But for the time beins, I just didn't want to think about it. And I'm sure she neither did.
She moved her head between my shoulder and my neck.
-You're so warm, she shivered in pleasure.
I gripped the clothes in her back, putting her closer to me.
Her body attracted mine. She drived me crazy. I wanted to be her. I wanted her to be me. To be mine.
-Sakura, I whispered feverishly
Two bodies were shivering feverishly in a tiny couch.
That was pure. That was Love.
But happiness is something that you can't keep for too long. Happiness never last long.
Do we really seem to care? In this very moment, we didn't want to think about it. In this very moment, we just wanted to think about us.
Pure perfection. Love.
Isn't it the same beautiful thing?
-I love you, she said in my ear.
The realization of this fact brought tears to my eyes. She loved me. She really did. I felt. complete.
-I love you too.
-Truly?
-Truly, truly.
-Thank you.
She tighted again her grip on me while breathing heavily. How long would we be happy? How long would faith let us be togheter? By my personnal experience, I can say that it won't lst long.
When you're listenning to a song and you can't help but cry because of the perfect harmony between a soft melody and some very touching lyrics. It's an amazingly strong feeling isn't it?
With Sakura, it was stronger... very passionate. As if every second was the last one. We knew that it was somehow true.
We were happy in each others arms unetil the next magical attack, until eriol's next call.
I sighted.
Suddently, the phone rang, I took it.
-Xiaolang, it's your mother.
Happiness never last long.