Ah well. No particular in-jokes here... I couldn't really add any into such a fic anyhow.
This sequel has been sitting in my head for a long long while, just that I never got around to finishing it or writing it down somewhere. So one night, being very very down, I just decided to write it.
I guess this fic chronicles a particular point in my life too, a metaphorical death of a lover to me... likewise, my friends. I await a kiss that will never come. -laugh- Oh yeah, I'm bitter. Who wouldn't be, if someone you thought you loved and who you thought loved you back actually stopped loving you?
I think I'm getting a little confusing here. I'll stop yapping about my situation and talk more about the fic.
As I said, I had been thinking about it. And I was writing [typing, if you will] this fic, I found myself having to stop quite a few times in the process.
One reason was that I wanted the readers to see it the way I did. The loss of someone close to you is really utterly crippling. I wanted the readers to see the devastation of Raiha, the heart-wrenching way Mikagami could never complete the kiss... but the problem is, because I really wanted to finish this, I couldn't write with the same depth of emotion I felt, which is really very much a pity. then again, even if i took my time on it... it would never have the same impact the images of this story had on me. when i first plotted out my story... i started crying, because somehow... my situation came into play. love hurts. especially when the love isn't or can't be returned. so i'm soft. excuse me. -shrug-
as per usual, the fic has much of me in it. and is a very metaphorical thing to my entire situation. like raiha, i had to watch him go down. i watched him enter a long winding spiral that ultimately led to our separation. and it hurt. it hurt even more when i had something to do with it in a very oblique manner. like raiha. like raiha, the people around me couldn't help. no one could get through to him. and yeah. it happened. shite does.
Well, I'm contemplating an epilogue to go with this fic, to complete the trio of fics of Regrets and Love Hurts. I don't know... what say you guys?
i welcome complaints and comments. just please... make them useful. thank you.
twenty second july two thousand and one
twelve forty-one in the morning