You Complete Me.
A/N: I said the next few chapters would be Sasuke, but I changed my mind and rummaged up another Sakura song. It will be short (yes, I know they're all short but this one will probably be even shorter) though, because I'd like to get back to Sasuke.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Naruto. I'm just borrowing them for my story. I also don't own the song "Desperate now", which belongs to Stabbing Westward.
Part 11. Desperate Now. By bleedformeee
/I keep breaking all the promises
That I keep making to myself
You'd think by now that I'd be over this
Instead I'm feeling sorry for myself/
Sakura promised herself she'd get over her troubles, but that was clearly not happening as she sat in the park under a tree, sketching yet another a picture of Sasuke. It was the 4th picture of him she had drawn that morning. She had woken up and decided to take a walk in the park and sketch the scenery. She told herself she was done crying and she was going to be strong, but she was really feeling rather hopeless.
/So why does everything seem desperate now?
I should be feeling so alive
But it feels like something's missing
Something's wrong somehow
It feels like something deep inside has died
So why do I feel desperate now?
Why do I feel like dying?
Why do I feel desperate now?
Why do I feel desperate now?/
At least her tears had stopped coming. She was feeling more numb than sad now. She crumpled up her drawing as she had done the three others and tossed it aside. "This time, I'm going to draw something else," she stated, feeling bold. She started sketching the flowers, but her mind wandered and when she looked down again she blushed. "COME ON, FINGERS!" She scolded them for defying her wishes.
/I keep breaking all the promises
That I keep making to myself
But promises mean nothing to me anymore
Circling the drain
Spiraling to hell/
She looked at the sketch of herself and Sasuke lying half naked in a bed of flowers, her head resting on his shoulder. They looked so happy. 'Like that would ever happen.' Inner Sakura was really starting to get on her nerves. Sakura folded up the picture and shoved it in the back of her sketchbook.
That shoulder of his- it was made for her.
/So why do I feel desperate now?
Why do I feel like dying?
Why do I feel desperate now?
Why do I feel desperate now?/
A/N: I've now decided vaguely how I'm going to end this fic. I'm pretty sure it will have 4 or 5 more chapters though.
A/N: I said the next few chapters would be Sasuke, but I changed my mind and rummaged up another Sakura song. It will be short (yes, I know they're all short but this one will probably be even shorter) though, because I'd like to get back to Sasuke.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Naruto. I'm just borrowing them for my story. I also don't own the song "Desperate now", which belongs to Stabbing Westward.
Part 11. Desperate Now. By bleedformeee
/I keep breaking all the promises
That I keep making to myself
You'd think by now that I'd be over this
Instead I'm feeling sorry for myself/
Sakura promised herself she'd get over her troubles, but that was clearly not happening as she sat in the park under a tree, sketching yet another a picture of Sasuke. It was the 4th picture of him she had drawn that morning. She had woken up and decided to take a walk in the park and sketch the scenery. She told herself she was done crying and she was going to be strong, but she was really feeling rather hopeless.
/So why does everything seem desperate now?
I should be feeling so alive
But it feels like something's missing
Something's wrong somehow
It feels like something deep inside has died
So why do I feel desperate now?
Why do I feel like dying?
Why do I feel desperate now?
Why do I feel desperate now?/
At least her tears had stopped coming. She was feeling more numb than sad now. She crumpled up her drawing as she had done the three others and tossed it aside. "This time, I'm going to draw something else," she stated, feeling bold. She started sketching the flowers, but her mind wandered and when she looked down again she blushed. "COME ON, FINGERS!" She scolded them for defying her wishes.
/I keep breaking all the promises
That I keep making to myself
But promises mean nothing to me anymore
Circling the drain
Spiraling to hell/
She looked at the sketch of herself and Sasuke lying half naked in a bed of flowers, her head resting on his shoulder. They looked so happy. 'Like that would ever happen.' Inner Sakura was really starting to get on her nerves. Sakura folded up the picture and shoved it in the back of her sketchbook.
That shoulder of his- it was made for her.
/So why do I feel desperate now?
Why do I feel like dying?
Why do I feel desperate now?
Why do I feel desperate now?/
A/N: I've now decided vaguely how I'm going to end this fic. I'm pretty sure it will have 4 or 5 more chapters though.