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i cried myself to sleep when the clock told me it was 12:01 ...
gaara's birthday.
i had refused to let out anything.
but i went outside and my tears spilled onto the sand as i walked. i clutched my flute tightly. it was dark and cold outside, but the numbness made everything dull. i saw nothing but the outstretching sand, blurred by my tears.
"i promise... on my birthday we'll be together... itsumademo"
his words rang through my head and were like needles being slipped into my skin hitting each vulnerable nerve.
i fell onto my knees in the sand and cried. i hate crying. it's emotion. and emotions are a weakness. i played the suna no wedding song letting each note feel the pain i had. i played it slow and painfully, closing my eyes as tears escaped. when i got to the last note i wiped away my tears and found myself heading back to the palace, with my flute in my hand..
i walked through the house and walked into gaara's room and fell on his bed, and cried until i fell painfully asleep...
i.. i.....
.
.
.
forget it.
i cried myself to sleep when the clock told me it was 12:01 ...
gaara's birthday.
i had refused to let out anything.
but i went outside and my tears spilled onto the sand as i walked. i clutched my flute tightly. it was dark and cold outside, but the numbness made everything dull. i saw nothing but the outstretching sand, blurred by my tears.
"i promise... on my birthday we'll be together... itsumademo"
his words rang through my head and were like needles being slipped into my skin hitting each vulnerable nerve.
i fell onto my knees in the sand and cried. i hate crying. it's emotion. and emotions are a weakness. i played the suna no wedding song letting each note feel the pain i had. i played it slow and painfully, closing my eyes as tears escaped. when i got to the last note i wiped away my tears and found myself heading back to the palace, with my flute in my hand..
i walked through the house and walked into gaara's room and fell on his bed, and cried until i fell painfully asleep...
i.. i.....
.
.
.
forget it.