Concrete Angel
Pit-pat, pit-pat, the rain on my window. The window, framed by white curtains. The curtains, framed by white walls. White walls, framing my body as it lies here. No body is around me.The clock, blinking gently, reads twelve o'clock. I sigh, sitting up very slowly.
Nothing really matters to me anymore. I told him. But he didn't care for me. He only cared for Jounouchi. He'll never see me.He keeps chasing after Jou, but Jounouchi merely sees Kaiba. It hurts me, right to the end. It hurts me the most.
If I close my eyes, it doesn't go away. I keep seeing it.The nurse says I'm merely in denial, that I can not accept the fact I hurt myself for a guy. I know I hurt myself, I did it to myself. I know the consequences of my actions.But maybe that makes it hurt more.
I think I'll keep my eyes open. I keep seeing his face, no matter how I try to avoid it. You'd think.that my tears would have drowned him out, but he stills remains there, smirking softly at me. Ah.At me.He doesn't see me, I doubt he looks at me.
As I look out the window, I see people smiling. I see people standing outside, with umbrellas over themselves and their family. Don't mistake me.I'm not alone, everyone visits me. Yugi and Yami telling me about duels, with their hands interlocked.Tea telling me about going shopping with Mai, as they smile at each other. What is this.Am I crying? I don't deserve to cry. Why did Ryou have to find me?
I still remember it.How could I forget, it was only yesterday. Or was it two days ago? I don't even know. They never keep clocks in these stupid places. Maybe so the people don't realize how they're wasting their lives, lying here dying. I suppose that not everyone is dying. Some people are being born; some are being given a new life.
I want a new life as well. Not superficially. I mean a true, new life. One where I'm not in love with a man, where I'm not in pain.Where I never think that if I cut, it will make it all better. I am most definitely stupid.
Is that him? I shall close my eyes, so even if it is him, it doesn't hurt. Even if it IS him, he is probably here for someone else. Why would he come visit a fool? I sometimes wish he would. He must have heard from Yugi or someone.How this fool carved his name into their wrist?
I feel, a soft hand on my face, and a few murmured words. It couldn't be him.No, no one wants to visit a fool on life support- My lips! Are they his, the ones burning passionately against me. I gently give the person one back, but I can not open my eyes, I can not break this memory.
'I will see you tomorrow' are the words I hear. I don't know if they're his. I hope they are.Darkness is surrounding me now.If I wake, and it was not him, it was another.I'll be another broken heart that the world forgot.
Pit-pat, pit-pat, the rain on my window. The window, framed by white curtains. The curtains, framed by white walls. White walls, framing my body as it lies here. No body is around me.The clock, blinking gently, reads twelve o'clock. I sigh, sitting up very slowly.
Nothing really matters to me anymore. I told him. But he didn't care for me. He only cared for Jounouchi. He'll never see me.He keeps chasing after Jou, but Jounouchi merely sees Kaiba. It hurts me, right to the end. It hurts me the most.
If I close my eyes, it doesn't go away. I keep seeing it.The nurse says I'm merely in denial, that I can not accept the fact I hurt myself for a guy. I know I hurt myself, I did it to myself. I know the consequences of my actions.But maybe that makes it hurt more.
I think I'll keep my eyes open. I keep seeing his face, no matter how I try to avoid it. You'd think.that my tears would have drowned him out, but he stills remains there, smirking softly at me. Ah.At me.He doesn't see me, I doubt he looks at me.
As I look out the window, I see people smiling. I see people standing outside, with umbrellas over themselves and their family. Don't mistake me.I'm not alone, everyone visits me. Yugi and Yami telling me about duels, with their hands interlocked.Tea telling me about going shopping with Mai, as they smile at each other. What is this.Am I crying? I don't deserve to cry. Why did Ryou have to find me?
I still remember it.How could I forget, it was only yesterday. Or was it two days ago? I don't even know. They never keep clocks in these stupid places. Maybe so the people don't realize how they're wasting their lives, lying here dying. I suppose that not everyone is dying. Some people are being born; some are being given a new life.
I want a new life as well. Not superficially. I mean a true, new life. One where I'm not in love with a man, where I'm not in pain.Where I never think that if I cut, it will make it all better. I am most definitely stupid.
Is that him? I shall close my eyes, so even if it is him, it doesn't hurt. Even if it IS him, he is probably here for someone else. Why would he come visit a fool? I sometimes wish he would. He must have heard from Yugi or someone.How this fool carved his name into their wrist?
I feel, a soft hand on my face, and a few murmured words. It couldn't be him.No, no one wants to visit a fool on life support- My lips! Are they his, the ones burning passionately against me. I gently give the person one back, but I can not open my eyes, I can not break this memory.
'I will see you tomorrow' are the words I hear. I don't know if they're his. I hope they are.Darkness is surrounding me now.If I wake, and it was not him, it was another.I'll be another broken heart that the world forgot.