DISCLAIMER: I don't own fma.
I Cry For…
Crying seems pointless and maybe it is. Crying doesn't help the situation and sometimes it makes it worse, but right now, I don't really give a damn. I have a reason to cry.
I'm crying for everyone. For everything. I'm crying for those lives lost so long ago in the Ishbal war. I'm crying for all those lives taken by others. I'm crying for him. I'm crying for me. I'm crying for my friend, Gracia. I'm crying for my "niece" Elysia. I'm crying for everyone and everything.
Why you ask? It's because no one else will. No one seems to notice that the sorrow still lives. It maybe covered up and highly unrecognizable but I see it. It lingers in the darkness await the opportune moment to strike. I let myself shield everyone else from its fangs and so, I take the direct hit.
I don't mind. They don't deserve the consumption of this horrid beast, especially the colonel and the Hughes's. For some odd reason I smile slightly. The tears dry up rather quickly. I look up from where I sit on the floor and see his black eyes piercing my amber ones.
He helps me up and pulls me into a hug. I'm happy again for the moment.
Rizahawkeye21
A/N: ok wow, this was really random. If it doesn't make any sense I'm sorry. Please review. 10.07.06