#!script

[ladysango]

kagome-miko​

    hearing snickers, sango was quick to glare behind them with a scowl,     effectively sending the younger women away. a huff following as she     turned   back  to  kagome,   she  adjusted  her   hold  on  her  laundry.

            “as i was saying---- you’ll find that               some things have changed here.”

[espionagex]

There was a bit of force used in the shove to open his office door. Immediately bringing a gloved hand up to cover his mouth and nose to block out the sudden plume of dust that flew through the air. Letting it settle before stepping in and flicking on the lights, illuminating long forgotten files and coffee mugs. 

A chuckle.

"It's good to be home."

[xravsoo-blog]

hufflekiko replied to your post:

{ ; // she took a deep breath before replying, slowly looking up at the male } Just…take it.

More so of a reason for you to tell what it is then. [ `/ throws back easily, looking extremely and utterly bored out of his mind ] 

[xravsoo-blog]

gryfhyun said: 

{ `/ he blinks down at his younger brother, just a tiny bit taller than the other } … Nothing, I just saw you and wanted to walk with you? { `/ the questioning tone in his voice belies his confusion but he shrugs it off, falling into step }

Oh. [ `/ shrugs, adjusting the strap of his bag over his shoulder -- he had actually gone to class today. Shocker. ] I'm getting food. [ `/ says by way of explanation, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walks ]

[minutial]

I never wrote properly about you. I need to be free, I need to take the chains off that binds me to you. I need to speak of it. Because, even if I'm not dying to say it, keeping it in has unknowingly afflicted me.

We never were actually an official, thing— we just loved each other insanely. Or, I'd like to think so. I was afraid you loved me a lot more than I loved you— but I doubted that so much every time you were away. We spent most of our 'almost something' apart. But still, I was loyal to you. It was irrational, we were irrational. We jumped into our 'relationship' so fast, what was it that made us do this? Were we both just so needy of love and affection, was this why? You left me gifts and letters, and you made me feel so special. But, you were always away— I went away somewhere along the lines too.

Nonetheless, I still gushed about you. I would tell all my friends and I was so hopelessly infatuated. But, I started to waver. I was in a horrible place, and I think what I thought was true. How could you love me when you left me so often? How could I love you when we barely knew anything about each other?

I was so desperate, so frustrated, and I lost faith. Sure enough, I confronted you about it, and you told me it was my choice. I knew you didn't love me then, and I knew I never loved you either. Before we could even talk, you left. Without a trace.

I think I was ungrateful towards you. I do. Your words were so beautiful— everything you told me made my heart jump, and you truly did have my heart. I wanted to call you mine, greedily. But, this never happened. You left. You left without a goodbye and I think you believed it was best. You deactivated and left.

I felt guilty for the longest, and I wished for you just to say goodbye— to not leave my hanging like this. No matter what, I don't know how to take your memory off. Anyone who has the same face as you— I can't.

I wonder if you ever wonder about me. I wonder if you ever wanted to leave a message, to just say something because you missed me like I missed you. I realize that you left or a reason, a reason which I know from the night you confessed to me.

I will never look at Christmas or New Years in the same way.

But this is goodbye. And I want to tell you I have your confession saved. This isn't the last letter— I was kidding. I'm being rushed.

Until next time,

GWR.

[minutial]

To you, who was like the wind To you, who had slithered through buttonholes against my rib cage and into my heart.

To you, who was like the wind To you, who found me in the dark out in the rain and undeniably lost.

To you, who was like wind To you, who cut themselves on the fragments of me and yet stayed.

To you, who was like the wind To you, who brought light with silly promises of forts and childish desires.

To you, who was like the wind To you, who I loved for showing me the world and the sunshine.

To you, who was like the wind To you, who tore me ripping all bandages and opening wounds.

To you, who was like the wind To you, who made me lose faith as I turned my back on the world and welcomed isolation.

To you, who was like the wind To you, who I still waited for through the unforgiving night and long days.

To you, who was like the wind To you, who I do not wish to forget for I have grown and will not regret.

To you, who is like the wind To you, whose memory stays Thank you for everything and finally, farewell.

[minutial]

I'm sorry.

I'm trying, I swear.