-- Hello Stranger --
Wednesday June 30, 2004
Author's notes: Umm… I just scribbled this out in like… twenty minutes because I felt like writing. So I wrote. Do not blame me if it is teh-suxx0rz.
Flames are permitted, but constructive criticism and good feedback is preferred (I'm egotistical, so you guys will have to suffer the consequences).
Disclaimers: All characters mentioned belong to Natsuki Takaya.
Do you think of me, when you're in her arms?
Hello stranger.
Because when I close my eyes, I still see you. I still see your eyes and your lips, I still watch as the wind caresses your hair and I still hope for your glare; if only it means that you're looking my way.
I love you like no one else can. My love is savage. I know that it hurts you. I know that when I'm holding you in my arms and you're mashed to a bloody pulp, it's all my fault. It's my fault that you're so hurt and you still glare at me from far away. I know it's my fault that you run when you hear me call. That you hide when you hear my laughter. I know that my love is savage, is rabid. But what can I do about it? Because a glimpse of you gets my heart beating so fast. So really, it could be your fault. Your fault that I love you so much.
Still, do you think of me when you're in her arms? Because I miss you Kyou. I miss your glares and your frantic escapes. I miss the feeling of superiority I get when I'm around the cat. Because even if the boar was the slowest and the stupidest, I still have the cat to make up for my failures. I won't lie to you; it's the truth.
I love you Kyou. I love you even when you glare, and even when you're in her arms.
I saw you talking that night. On the roof. You were with her and you looked so happy. So happy, even when you were still staring at the same old stars, still breathing the same old air and still sitting in the same old place. Still drowning in the same old feeling of love that you have for her. I know that you love her Kyou. I just wish that you could love me.
Why don't you love me? I'm pretty, I can be caring, and I know that my love might be stronger than hers. I'm jealous, I won't deny it. I'm jealous when I see those small smiles she can draw from your face and those sad attempts you make to get close to her. But you can't get close to her Kyou. Never. At least you can get close to me.
The cat and the boar. The two failures. It's like we were meant to be together.
I'll never stop loving you Kyou. Even while you glare. Even while you kiss her. Even when you're drawn to be in her arms. Because even if we're strangers, even when a passing hello is all the conversation we can handle, and even when my heart wells up in all the agony I feel when I see you two together (being the same old happy you always are), I'll always love you.
Hello stranger.
My Kyou. I miss your glares.
Author's notes: So umm… yea. That's it. Random scribbles and babbling on the part of guess who (it isn't difficult).
Yes, I understand that this isn't really her voice and she probably sounds… more dramatic than usual. Sorry about that, but know that at least I tried! ;;
Thanks for taking your time to read!
Wednesday June 30, 2004