There are Times
Summary: There are times when he wishes.
A/N: I KNOW! I KNOW! I should be updating Places, Everyone! But... But this was just too perfect of an idea that I HAD to! I'm a sucker for angsty stuff! Don't kill meeeeee
No pairings, no warnings. Just very sad.
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There are times when he wishes that he could fly away from everything
up up up
away from the surface full of people who cannot see him
see him touch him hear him
and maybe if he got close enough to the moon
maybe then the Man in the Moon
would hear him.
But there is no air there
and as immortal as he is, he does not want to float around in space, immobile
because being alone is so much worse than being with others that can't seetouchhear him.
( he doesn't know that one day, he won't be alone )
There are times when he wishes he could go to sleep and never wake up
with no dreamsand
and no golden dreams of illusions that would never happen
illusions of being with someone, anyone
and maybe if he kept dreaming long enough
it would come true.
But dreams are just dreams
and as much as he wishes them to come real, he is not utterly clueless
because he knows, from experience, that it will never happen.
( he doesn't know that one day, it will happen )
There are times when he wishes that the hailstones would stop falling down his face from his eyes
day after day
and stop falling to the ground where they shatter
into a million shards of diamond dust
and maybe if he closed his eyes for a very very long time
they would stop.
But those tears are there for a reason
and even though they mock him of being weak, not being strong enough to be noticed, he keeps them
because with every drop the loneliness goes away just a tiny little bit.
( he doesn't know that one day, he won't need hailstones to carry the loneliness away )
( but he will one day )
A little something to get you guys back on the angst train, chugging down the road. :P I REGRET NOTHING!
The end of school with a writer's block on Places, Everyone and nothing else to do.