Catie: Hands you a nightlight and some tissues I wont make you cry anymore… hopefully… TY Catie! See you in school.
Bringer of the Harvest Moon: Yeah FMA makes me sad and happy at the same time… v.v :D Thank you for reading too!
Pity Unlike Yours
I can't really say I know what it's exactly like to be like them,
the famous, or infamous Elric brothers.
But I can say I know what it is exactly like to be with them,
effected by them and their every word.
The two young souls so hardened by grief and loss,
it is a miracle that the two still find remote joy in this cruel world.
But as the days grow shorter, I fear they are falling apart.
So desolate looking, and helpless.
Although neither will admit it,
they need to be loved more than anything.
But how can they know it, if they can barely recognize that empty feeling.
Edward just buries himself in his research in attempt to find a way.
A way to try and redeem his sins, his mistakes.
All he can see is his mistakes, which makes him even more pitiable,
for he has gained so much in losing as much as he has.
And for Alphonse, poor soul,
as much as he tries to remain as human as he can,
he gets torn to bits by the fact that he is contained within such a hollow hide.
He feels too much, yet at the same too little which throws him into confusion,
and sometimes a frightening amount of loathing that seems readily impossible to comprehend.
I do not know how to provide them with what they need.
I am not a care-taker, but a guard with a soft steel heart.
Beneath my throbbing pounds of muscle, my heart aches for them.
For even through all of their hardships and set backs, they always have each others back,
something that is to be cherished above all else.
But that is not enough for such young boys.
Denied of love so tender as a fathers,
and revoked of love so pure as a mothers.
It is too saddening to think there is no 'Kind heart Alchemist'.
For no Strongarm Alchemist can provide any love besides pity,
and tears.