Heylooo! I know I have been MIA for about 4 months. But, I did say I'd be back is September. Well here I am. Starting out with some angst. C:
Disclaimer :I own nothing. I do take the right of torturing Riku though.
Sunday.Is.Gloomy
Riku sat at his dining room table, looking forward into nothing. It was a Sunday morning. Sunday was seen in many religions as a religious day itself. Many pretty.pretty.prettybrides and grooms would see it as a perfect day for a wedding. (especially for a certain brunette and red head)
The.Hours.Are.Slumberless
That retched Sunday. He tried his very best. promise.promise.promiseto sleep its presence away. Taking the see-through orange container from the wooden cabinet, shaking it. As if trying to prove to himself that it was not only visible and touchable unlike.unlike.unlikeBut also audible. Everything was dissipating, how could he be sure.fine.fine.fine Popping the cap off with ease, delivering the small white pills medicated for sleeping. Staring at his hand. Throwing into the air dance.dance.dance It fell into his mouth. ( Sora was beautiful. The taste of the white capsule was bitter. He pictures him, and it suddenly taste so sweet )
Dearest.Of.Shadows.I.Live.With.Are.Numberless
Even after everything. The heartless. The battles. The empty shells, black and slithering. Almost moaning painfully. The heartless still stood by him. He often thought there was some sort of understanding between him and those who lost there heart. lost.lost.lostThey haughted his tainted heart. Those with no heart. Those who have lost a heart. irreplaceable.irreplaceable.irreplaceableYou were the dearest. mine.mine.mine The room was dark. The curtains pulled. (single.just.one) Except the one you would watch the sunset from. beautiful.beautiful.beautiful Just as you.
Little.White.Flowers.Will.Never.Awaken.You
A month later, a set of pictures came from the wedding . From Sora of coarse. cheese.cheese.cheeseThe white flowers your brides hands held were beautiful. Lillies, maybe? He could see why he chose Kairi . She was a cute, cute bride.white.white.whiteA perfect white dress to match her perfect, intact make-up.
Not.Where.The.Dark.Coach.Of.Sorrow.Has.Taken.You
The long black Limo, took you and your bride. To your honeymoon, where you would do unspeakable. shh.shh.shh things. To that cute adorable.adorable.adorable bride.
Angels.Have.No.Thought.Of.Ever.Returning.You
Oh, and of coarse, Riku wanted Sora back, at least as a friend. At least if you were there. Hello.Hello.HelloA letter far back, appeared in Riku's mailbox asking the boy to be his best man. But he would rather be thepretty.pretty.prettypretty bride.
Would.They.Be.Angry.If.I.Thought.Of.Joining.You
How couldn't he want to be with him. With those blue.blue.blueblue eyes and tan.tan.tantan skin.
He was so sweet, so gentle. It wasn't fair that she got him all. Every single drop of the boys exsitance. While he got nothing. Except his shadows. Dark, just the husks of someones poor used heart. He felt so close to them. Especially the one who looked like his Sora.
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To Riku. Sora was dead. He had left him. He was as good as dead.
Two's company Three's a crowed.