by Reka
I was always searching. For something. I never knew what it was. I only
knew I searched. I felt... if I found it, I would know.
But until then, I didn't know. I was unsteady, always light or dark,
or somewhere in the middle. I didn't know. I didn't care. I
only searched. Then, one day, long ago, I felt it. The piece of my
heart that had been missing. I followed that feeling, I found it.
I saw her, she saw me. But she didn't understand. Didn't she get it?
Didn't she feel it? She must know, she has to know. We
were meant to be together, before we were born this had been decided.
She had to know! I spoke to her, she ran away. But I
know she'll come back. She will. It is, after all, Destiny.
Um, okay... *yawns* THIS is what you get out of a tired, unhyper person.
Very short, I know. Sort of Digimony, don't you think? IT'S
NOT HUMOR!!!!!!!!!! *gasp* Didn't know I had it in me, huh? Oh yeah,
I'm not fond of diclaimers, but I don't own anything that interesting.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T KNOW WHAT PEOPLE THINK IF THEY DON'T
TELL ME!!!!!!! I'M NOT PSYCHIC!!!!!! (I wish I was, though.)