Tooi Kono Machi De

Disclaimer; I never put a disclaimer.. but I thought that all my chapters are short so I'm putting a disclaimer to make this seem longer. Hahaha. I don't own Card Captor Sakura. Never did, never will. BUT I would like Syaoran Li [my sexy hot guy] for my 16th birthday next year `=)

OH! And don't forget to read Turn the Page, my one shot songfic!

Yeah, I sit here in my room confessing my undying love for you. HA.

Did you know that I like the sanctity of my room? It's safe and it confines me from all dangers of the outside world. I can sit in my room and be alone just thinking. Or maybe I could just sit there and stare aimlessly at the blank wall residing next to my bed where I still dream. I can sit here in my room and be stupid or I could sit here and be bored, picking at my split ends that I am too lazy to get cut by someone. This is where I come I could freely be myself without anyone seeing.  

Love.. What a strong word. A mere fifteen year old claiming she's in love. How sad, pathetic even. The odds of you coming back to heal the wounds of my broken heart are as thin as a strand of thread. You are gone, not to be seen again. Being the newly found, pessimistic self that I am, I've lost almost all hope of you coming back to me. But then again, there still is that strand of hope. Spending my days wallowing in self pity that one day you'd come back is useless. I doubt that it will be any time soon, knowing that you are in Hong Kong. Distance is what separates us. I'm sick and tired of waiting, but I'll keep my promise. I'll wait here until you come back, which I highly doubt is anytime soon.

Hell.. I know I'm still in love with you, and moving on is not an option. But still, hope could be lost can't it? If you do come back, I won't deny that I started losing hope until that one last thread. I don't like to lie, it's not right.

"Stop sitting here Kinomoto Sakura! At least do S0METHiNG in your life!" I say quietly to myself. Of course, it takes me forever just to get out of my bed and to my door, which happens to be STUCK.

I think this is a sign. The door being stuck is like saying "NO! YOU DON'T DESERVE TO GET OUT OF YOUR ROOM, NOW SIT YOUR ASS DOWN ON THAT BED!"

Now I want to remind myself why the hell I put a lock on my door. Oh yeah, privacy. I can also hear the doorbell ring. Ah, great. I'm locked in my room and someone's at the door. I'm about to just jump out the window.

.. HAHA! Not a bad idea.

Okay, that chapter SUCKED ASS. I onno, I'm just starting to get bored with the whole romance plot line. Yes, me being my hopeless romantic self wanted to write a story and ROMANCE, but, I onno, I think I see the story coming towards my own past experiences. Booooojiiiee.

Oh well.

chelsea ann.