...For My Broken Heart
I can't belive this woman! I never knew she had this much stuff. I sighed and stuck my head out the bedroom door.
"Michiru! Are you sure this is all going to fit?"
I could hear her sigh in an aggrivated sort of way before yelling back-
"Yes, Haruka!"
I shrugged and stood from my place on the floor. Thats when she came into the room. We simply looked at each other for a moment before we each picked up a box and carried it outside.
The hallway was dark. Neither one of us had turned a light on so I prayed there was nothing there to trip over.
I went to the front door and and tried to open it, but the box was too big and akward for me to do that. Michiru walked past me and opened it herself before walking out.
I followed her out side, down the stairs and to her car. She sat her box down and opened the backseat door for me to put the box I was holding inside. The she put her's on top and closed the door.
She looked up at me and tried to smile.
I didn't even try.
She acted as if she were going to hug me, but thought better of it, turned and climbed into the diver's seat. She started the engine then sped away.
I continued to watch her until I could no longer see her fading tail lights in the dark....
I yawned as I shut the bathroom light off. I turned down the blankets of my bed. As I started to crawl beneath the blankets, I stopped. I stood up straight again and looked at the empty bed.
I stood there a few moments just staring before I left the room and headed toward the hall closet. I opened the door and took out a pillow and a blanket, shut the door again and walked to the living room.
I sat up my make shift bed on the couch and laid down after shutting off the table lamp.
I shifted around for a few moments, trying to get comfortable. When I finally settled down, I closed my burning eyes full of tears and said my prayers...
I blinked sleepily as the morning sun poured thru the window blindes. I curse myself for not shutting them last night.
I stood from the couch and stretched, yawning widely. Kami-sama I hate mornings.
I scratched the back of my head as I stumbled to the kitchen to fix myself a cup of coffee. Coffee makers with a timer is a good thing. Means I can be extra lazy in the morning.
As I poured the coffee, a thought struck me. I don't remember fixing the coffee machine last night. Michi must have...
The phone ringing shook me from my thoughts. I blinked and walked over to the phone, answering it.
"Moshi moshi."
"Good morning, Haruka-san."
I sighed. "Morning, Michiru-san."
"How are you doing? You ok?"
I sighed again and looked out the window before answering.
"Last night I prayed the Lord my soul to keep. And then I cried myself. So sure life wouldn't go on without you. And, oh the sun is blinding me, as it wakes me from the dark."
Then I chuckled a cynical laugh.
"I guess the world didn't stop for my broken heart."
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I don't own SailorMoon. Even tho I didn't use most of it, I still don't own the song "For My Broken Heart" sung by Reba.
I can't belive this woman! I never knew she had this much stuff. I sighed and stuck my head out the bedroom door.
"Michiru! Are you sure this is all going to fit?"
I could hear her sigh in an aggrivated sort of way before yelling back-
"Yes, Haruka!"
I shrugged and stood from my place on the floor. Thats when she came into the room. We simply looked at each other for a moment before we each picked up a box and carried it outside.
The hallway was dark. Neither one of us had turned a light on so I prayed there was nothing there to trip over.
I went to the front door and and tried to open it, but the box was too big and akward for me to do that. Michiru walked past me and opened it herself before walking out.
I followed her out side, down the stairs and to her car. She sat her box down and opened the backseat door for me to put the box I was holding inside. The she put her's on top and closed the door.
She looked up at me and tried to smile.
I didn't even try.
She acted as if she were going to hug me, but thought better of it, turned and climbed into the diver's seat. She started the engine then sped away.
I continued to watch her until I could no longer see her fading tail lights in the dark....
I yawned as I shut the bathroom light off. I turned down the blankets of my bed. As I started to crawl beneath the blankets, I stopped. I stood up straight again and looked at the empty bed.
I stood there a few moments just staring before I left the room and headed toward the hall closet. I opened the door and took out a pillow and a blanket, shut the door again and walked to the living room.
I sat up my make shift bed on the couch and laid down after shutting off the table lamp.
I shifted around for a few moments, trying to get comfortable. When I finally settled down, I closed my burning eyes full of tears and said my prayers...
I blinked sleepily as the morning sun poured thru the window blindes. I curse myself for not shutting them last night.
I stood from the couch and stretched, yawning widely. Kami-sama I hate mornings.
I scratched the back of my head as I stumbled to the kitchen to fix myself a cup of coffee. Coffee makers with a timer is a good thing. Means I can be extra lazy in the morning.
As I poured the coffee, a thought struck me. I don't remember fixing the coffee machine last night. Michi must have...
The phone ringing shook me from my thoughts. I blinked and walked over to the phone, answering it.
"Moshi moshi."
"Good morning, Haruka-san."
I sighed. "Morning, Michiru-san."
"How are you doing? You ok?"
I sighed again and looked out the window before answering.
"Last night I prayed the Lord my soul to keep. And then I cried myself. So sure life wouldn't go on without you. And, oh the sun is blinding me, as it wakes me from the dark."
Then I chuckled a cynical laugh.
"I guess the world didn't stop for my broken heart."
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I don't own SailorMoon. Even tho I didn't use most of it, I still don't own the song "For My Broken Heart" sung by Reba.