Longing
By: the wilt alternative
Wistful, non-violent angst which is only too familiar to me. Believe it or not, I've been in Quistis' place more than once.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst/Romance - Words: 152 - Reviews: 10 - Published: Jun 5, 2001 - id: 307642
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The way he slouches has become endearing
The way he slouches has become endearing.
His hair falls over his forehead in the
right places.
Covering him is usually a layer of ice
nobody can thaw.
Except her.
She's lively and intelligent.
She reaches him in a way I can't.
I'm jealous.
When I see them together I feel so much
longing it burns a hole in my heart.
Sometimes…sometimes I just want to clamp
something over my head and block out all my emotions.
They might just overwhelm me soon.
I don't want that to happen.
I can't allow that to happen.
I love him so much.
I really, really do.
But I know he'll never be mine.
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