❛remember all of the places we could’ve gone?❜ ಠﭛಠ
remember when I promised you a happy ending ?
Hesitation permeates every single fiber of the Summoner’s heart and soul For no longer than the flutter of a butterfly’s wings, does she become a doll of ( cracked ) porcelain, struck by unspoken fears and all-devouring regrets. There isn’t a single thing that she has forgotten, not a single thing that she has allowed oblivion to take away from her ; this is what happens when you’re well aware that your life is not destined to last for long — You attach yourself to even the smallest emotion in pursuance of feeling alive, you cling onto each and every fragment of memory in pursuance of being able to declare that, yes, you have lived. Albeit briefly. Albeit with an excruciatingly heavy burden ‘pon quivering shoulders.
remember when I promised to visit Zanarkand with you ?
Gaze instinctively falls down, anchored to the unforgiving concrete underneath rather than to the blinding sky above, as if suddenly forced by the weight of something that cannot be described with mere words. There is a storm raging within the confines of her breastbone and its thunders echo loudly against her ears However, not loud enough to suffocate his voice, his familiar whistles and his overly joyful laughter. Dainty hands come to rest right above her fast-beating heart whilst her head bows into a courteous nod, a gesture that is perhaps too polite and apathetic, especially considering who her interlocutor currently is. Does he feel it, too ? This never-ending sense of longing for something that cannot be attained, for something that is so close and yet so out of reach ? If only things had been different. If only…
remember all the promises I broke ?
Finally, her attention is directed towards him once more. His eyes have always been the crystal-clear mirror to his feelings and although Yuna still remains unable to thoroughly decipher them all, she knows that he’s perhaps the only person who can understand her. Ironic, isn’t it ? How someone who knows nothing, has come to know so much about her. ❛ Is it too late, now ? ❜ It takes immense strength to hinder her soft-spoken voice from trembling, from breaking into a myriad of jagged smithereens. ❛ I would still like to visit those places With you. ❜
SOFT sentence starters → accepting ! ● @blitzace ♡
