January 30, 2002

Status: Musing
Listen: Nothing at the moment

Was just thinking and it was something that I thought about sometimes... have you ever love someone, but knowing you can't have them? You love them but you couldn't even bring yourself to hope for them to feel the same way? And when friend ask why you stay where you are and let it happen, you could only say that you love them and all you are doing is waiting for the other shoe to drop. I really don't know why I think about that, but I guess it was just one of those things. And yes I love someone. -_-

[ X: musing ]

Status: Fairy Tale continue ( in school's library, sleepy as hell >_< )
Listen: Let You Know [ Hoobastank ]

Wandering deeper into the forest, the beautiful one does not realize how far away she is from where the hunters are. The trees are denser now, and even though it is in the middle of the afternoon the light can barely shine through the thickly grown trees. All the small animals that accompany her are starting to fall silent.

Where am I, she asks.

Everything's unfamiliar and she has no idea how she would get back. Looking back the trees look the same to her. She is lost. And no one will be able to find her, not for the next long while, and she is getting scare.

Tears slowly sliding down the sapphires that are her eyes, and the beautiful one sits down. Silent tears give way to quiet sob, and she buries her face in her palms. She's alone, no one is going to find her.

A tiny creature stands still on four paws in the shadow of the tree, watching. It has never seen this being before, and even though it doesn't understand what she is saying, it knows. Fear radiates clearly in the air. There is one person that can help, and it turns around and quickly leaves.

Sitting quietly, reading was the dark one. It has been a long morning and she wants to just go to sleep so that the day would end. But she can't do that just yet, it's too early to turn in. Lost in the reading, a scratching sound at her door brings her out of her quiet time. Who could it be, she asks, there is only more scratching as an answer.

Sighing, the dark one walks to the door and opens it. Small dark creature waiting, indicating for her to follow. Frowning, the dark one runs after it.

[ X: that's it for now ]

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