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Hey. Everything's been busy with school and whatnot, so I haven't been writing as much, but I had the time and sudden inspiration to write this (it was a rainy day, which always inspires me somehow), so here it is.
Lying awake at that early time in the morning where you aren't sure whether or not to call it morning or night had become almost routine lately. Did it really matter how late or how early it was? Not really. Time didn't seem to pass any faster either way. All the thoughts swarming around in my head were enough to make it all seem like minutes were whole hours.
You know, people read you fairy tales and stories when you're younger, filling your head with this better fantasy world that will, in fact, never be a home to anyone unless they're lucky. It just doesn't happen. In most cases at least. But that's why I'm beginning to question which world I've been living in my whole life. Real or fantasy? My childhood wasn't much of a sight to see, but ever since I came to Fairy Tail and made so many friends, everything's seemed so surreal. Maybe it has been. The most surreal thing of them all though was that I met Gray Fullbuster.
He took away the rain I'd known my whole life and cleared the skies for me. No one had ever come close to doing something like that for me, much less someone who was my enemy at the time. That's when I knew I was in love. But how does the fact that he brightened my world help? In another light, looking back, he probably hadn't even meant to do it. And if he had, then he might have been being kind even though I saw it as something more. Just because it meant one thing for me doesn't mean it meant the same for him.
I know he's not going to come sweeping into my room and carry me off into the sunset or play Romeo for me as I walk out onto the balcony and act along. It's even more unrealistic since I don't even have a balcony. That piece of logic aside, I think it's safe to say he's just not coming around. And as much as it hurts I'm just going to have to deal with it. I can't force him to love me. Heck, I can't even try to get him to like me as more than a friend. If friendship's the best I can get though, I'll have to accept it. That's what's best right? Everyone always quotes that stupid expression "if you love something then set it free", so it must be best.
Even after coming to this decision though…why do the tears keep falling down?
Another sleepless, dreamless night: check.
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Now I'm asking myself why I wrote this since it's kinda depressing, and I ship Gruvia SO MUCH it's crazy, yet I still go and do this. XD Anyways, please review and all that, it'd make my day. :3
Until Then.