Disclaimer: Don't make me say it. I'm a sensitive soul………please DON'T make me say it. *cries* Standard Disclaimer.
Warnings: Death, Angst, possible *kleenex alert* , 3xMU fic.
No Regret's
By: Sakura Kasumi Yuy, aka Guardian Tsunami
Midii Une's POV:
I lay here. Just a shadow of my former self, and a reincarnation of what I am to become. I begin to wonder. How or why has this happened to me?
A thunderstorm. A thunderstorm of a thousand men collided with me and left me for what I am right now. They left me, with their prolonged trail of pain and hurt. If I am to become what I am, then why oh why this way?
They tortured me with mobile suits, and battered me with hurt. But is there anything to regret?
Will it hurt to leave behind, all the things I love? Will I rest in peace, or be haunted by the sadness in my heart?
If I am to regret one thing in life, it would be a fragile soul whom I so wrongly betrayed oh so long ago. Is it too late to say I'm sorry?
The man I thought I could do without; the thought has undergone a transformation. Now tis the man I cannot live with out, yet I know now that it is too late. Nanashi. The name still rings a bell to this day. I guess what they say is true; "You never know how precious something is, until you lose it."
A controversy is going down in my mind. My mind was screaming "Perish the thought!". But my heart was telling me differently. It screamed in counterattack "Tis not that way. A heart is stronger than a mind. A heart can feel, yet a mind can only think." I have always ruled with my head, but are the signs trying to tell me to rule with my heart instead. It's all so new to me…
Is it possible, to think the way I do, when I gave a hit of hurt and betrayal? Nanshi, I'm so sorry. You are hearing this now. Somehow, I know it. In my heart, I know you are. Please forgive me…be healed by love's eternal song.
Knowing and feeling that at last my shoulder's are free, from that burden that was once mine, which now I hope has faded forever. My soul is at peace, my heart is tranquil, my thoughts serene, and my dying breath pure.
Sakura's note: How was that for poetry? Yeah yeah I know, sappy *razberries* but death for me is really hard to do. Besides, this was my first one shot, and first non-1xR fic. Scary ne? Anywho, PLEASE gimme feedback! Greatly appreciated.
~Sakura Kasumi Yuy~
aka Guardian Tsunami