Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish it was, but it's not. So no suing. Suing is bad, boys and girls. B-A-D.
A/N: this is just the intro, so it's only short. Stick with me, everything else will be longer. Also, this is my first fic, so be nice to me. Any (constructive!) feedback is welcome.
-----------------------------------Broken Wings-----------------------------------
Introduction
I was never scared by ghost stories. I always knew that they were make-believe, things of a fanciful nature. But all that was about to change. I'm not sure if what happened was for better or worse…and maybe I'll never find out. It happened so fast, too fast. I couldn't stop it, couldn't help myself. I wanted you, even if I couldn't have you.
That's always the way it goes, isn't it? You want the one thing that you can have. I could have had anyone, anyone else.
But no. I kept coming to you, wanting you. You felt the same way, didn't you? I hope so…I hope you loved me as much as I loved you. Maybe one day I'll find you again. Oh, please God, let me find you again. Don't let me go through the rest this life without you, without seeing you, touching you, holding you.
It's funny…you left me when I was sixteen. I went to America, and lots of awful things happened there…but I won't talk about that in too great a detail. What I wanted to say, what that it's funny that it's been eight years, and I'm still waiting to see you.
Just like I promised, I'm still waiting for you. And I'll keep waiting, until you come back to me. Just like you promised you would.
Sometimes I wonder, though…I mean, I've changed a lot since you knew me. Will you still love me, even though I'm twisted?
But before all that, I'll go back to the beginning.
I'll go back, and see if I can make sense of it all….
I don't want to forget a single moment.