The waiting. The waiting is always torture. At least to us. Some of us know the truth. Ours are dreams never to come. But others still believe in fairy tales. Dreams come true. That sort of thing. And then there's me, and those like me. We know, yet still, we wait. Hope, pray, wish on shooting stars that for just one day, even one moment, he'll be real. The vision of our perfect man, transferred from paper to life. This world we live in, full of false dreams, false people. We live by lies, hopes that won't be true. But it's our choice. We hope, and we wait, or we hurt. We can be happy in our imagination, or suffer in reality. I choose happiness. And I'll wait. Someday, my patience will be rewarded. Be it in another entire life, or this one. I'll wait. I've got a whole life ahead of me, and plenty of manga for the waiting room. I'll wait, and someday, someday…my foolish dream will become my reality. If we believe…it's not so foolish after all, is it?
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Random thoughts on being a fangirl for my Chichiri-samaaa! ^^ Ain't I such a happy positive person???
~TA~