[[ *And it took him this long to realize...]]
[[Private - Easily Hackable]]
As it has become more apparent these past few days...weeks(?)...months(?)...a red rose steadily blooms in a garden of uncertainties. No matter how I try and try to impede its growth, and take heed to the mercurial weather, the promising forecasts encourage me to take risks and nuture the questionable rosebud. I cannot help but wonder if that this rose blossoms on entirely the wrong bush...And by the alluring pulchritude of the misplaced flower, it is difficult to put faith in the future of such a capricious flower...
And yet, I am always reminded that roses are ephemeral beauties. Roses perish.
...And so the heart grows weary, and with those uncertainties come a certain burden...and with the burden, so unabashed by inexplicable travesties such as this, can only prove to be harmful to the garden...like a fleeting hurricane. A blossoming like this never seems to complete for my sake, and no matter how optimistic I remain, the flower dies before I can even reach out to touch it. And when it dies, and dies, and dies again...
...it will seem to resurrect itself with a more potent allure.
...To suffer the most unforgiveable defeat is to let the heart go astray to such a restricted place...
...and I feel as if I may be about to suffer the most humiliating defeat of all.
[[Private - Only hackable to Tenten, Kimimarou and Gai...]]
I am home. As home as I can be - Kimimarou-kun has welcomed me with a refurbished garden and a terribly spotless garden. However, living away from this apartment for so long has made it seem nearly forgein to me. My decorations from Hong Kong, and my picture of Gai-sensei still remains, but the apartment no longer feels to be my home...
Kimimarou-kun laughed at me for bowing to him and asking him to pardon my entry. Understandably, it IS my apartment. Why does it not feel that way anymore?
...And Durgapur. I miss the place, certainly. I have learned so much more these 2.5 weeks than I could probably learn in many months...
They held a farewell celebration in our honour, and I was most sad to have to leave. 3 weeks is not enough, in my opinion. I will also no longer have the company of Gaara-kun and Gai-sensei...
...I already miss them greatly.
I learned how to make several dishes, learned a good amount of the language, and my personal favourite - I learned how absolutely therapeutic dancing freely can really be...
...
These days in Sunakagure opened my eyes and heart. Sitting and talking with him after so long felt almost like a blessing ...and made me realize something that I am not sure I would like to accept.
...Absence makes the heart grow fonder. How can a such a seemingly truthful saying also seem so...faulty?
[[Private]]
[[OOC: Kimimarou would know what the Hell he's yappering about...XD
Edit: And for the note, Lee is (obviously) back from his mission, and is exceptionally tanned and has a (temporary) tribal armband tattoo and a new necklace. Feel free to notice how DARK he's gotten. XD]]
As it has become more apparent these past few days...weeks(?)...months(?)...a red rose steadily blooms in a garden of uncertainties. No matter how I try and try to impede its growth, and take heed to the mercurial weather, the promising forecasts encourage me to take risks and nuture the questionable rosebud. I cannot help but wonder if that this rose blossoms on entirely the wrong bush...And by the alluring pulchritude of the misplaced flower, it is difficult to put faith in the future of such a capricious flower...
And yet, I am always reminded that roses are ephemeral beauties. Roses perish.
...And so the heart grows weary, and with those uncertainties come a certain burden...and with the burden, so unabashed by inexplicable travesties such as this, can only prove to be harmful to the garden...like a fleeting hurricane. A blossoming like this never seems to complete for my sake, and no matter how optimistic I remain, the flower dies before I can even reach out to touch it. And when it dies, and dies, and dies again...
...it will seem to resurrect itself with a more potent allure.
...To suffer the most unforgiveable defeat is to let the heart go astray to such a restricted place...
...and I feel as if I may be about to suffer the most humiliating defeat of all.
[[Private - Only hackable to Tenten, Kimimarou and Gai...]]
I am home. As home as I can be - Kimimarou-kun has welcomed me with a refurbished garden and a terribly spotless garden. However, living away from this apartment for so long has made it seem nearly forgein to me. My decorations from Hong Kong, and my picture of Gai-sensei still remains, but the apartment no longer feels to be my home...
Kimimarou-kun laughed at me for bowing to him and asking him to pardon my entry. Understandably, it IS my apartment. Why does it not feel that way anymore?
...And Durgapur. I miss the place, certainly. I have learned so much more these 2.5 weeks than I could probably learn in many months...
They held a farewell celebration in our honour, and I was most sad to have to leave. 3 weeks is not enough, in my opinion. I will also no longer have the company of Gaara-kun and Gai-sensei...
...I already miss them greatly.
I learned how to make several dishes, learned a good amount of the language, and my personal favourite - I learned how absolutely therapeutic dancing freely can really be...
...
These days in Sunakagure opened my eyes and heart. Sitting and talking with him after so long felt almost like a blessing ...and made me realize something that I am not sure I would like to accept.
...Absence makes the heart grow fonder. How can a such a seemingly truthful saying also seem so...faulty?
[[Private]]
[[OOC: Kimimarou would know what the Hell he's yappering about...XD
Edit: And for the note, Lee is (obviously) back from his mission, and is exceptionally tanned and has a (temporary) tribal armband tattoo and a new necklace. Feel free to notice how DARK he's gotten. XD]]