I never realized… how lonely it would be here. *looks around*
*sighs* Did you writers know that it’s been almost six months now in your time since we first started talking?
I never used this journal space, except once. It’s funny… I have all of these songs too. The writer sometimes has useful music. This is what she listens to and wonders why she’s so sleepy after lunch… *shakes head*
*smiles* I should leave it, one day… maybe he’ll find it.
?
One look at love and you may see
it weaves a web over mystery,
all ravelled threads can rend apart
for hope has a place in the lover’s heart.
Hope has a place in a lover’s heart.
Whispering world, a sigh of sighs,
The ebb and the flow of the ocean tides.
One breath, one word may end or may start
a hope in a place of the lover’s heart.
Hope has a place in a lover’s heart.
Look to love you may dream,
and if it should leave then give it wings.
But if such a love is meant to be;
Hope is home, and the heart is free.
Under the heavens we journey far,
on roads of life we’re the wanderers,
So let love rise, so let love depart,
Let hope have a place in the lover’s heart.
Hope has a place in a lover’s heart.
Look to love and you may dream,
and if it should leave then give it wings.
But if such a love is meant to be;
Hope is home, and the heart is free.
Hope is home, and the heart is free.
“Hope Has a Place” – Enya, from “The Memory of Trees”
A Place…
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Well -I- knew it’s been roughly six months… A lot has happened in between as I tried to be a on-looker between you and Saitou-san. It’s hard sometimes you know… I can’t tell you what it is he is thinking about since your writer and I believe that you two should somehow work it out by yourselves. She observes that a lot… I -try- to but I don’t. I’m quite protective of the wolf I guess… But not in the way your writer thinks I’ll not give him up because I have my own little crush on him. Or so she thinks…
LOL! That’s weird coz it’s like a pygmalion… Falling in love with your own creation and it’s simply not that. It’s more like ummm a ward relationship.. But who takes cares of who is the -real- question. *laughs* You should ask your writer sometime about what happened to me last year at work…
As for this post, do you think he’ll find this? I sure hope so because I -also- need him back whole. When I look at him nowadays I feel like I’ve lost a friend and it’s not like I can just go up there and talk to him or I’ll be breaking our arrangement. I already broke it a little when I sent his private rantings to your writer… At this point all I can do is help the situation where it’s hopefully supposed to go. As to whether you or your writer will like how I’ll handle things.. That leaves to be seen. I’d take care of Saitou-san but it’s pretty obvious he doesn’t want that from me. LOL! He wants it from you, maybe you will remember something he’s supposedly forgotten and in turn help yourself.
An old man told me once… That people spend their whole lives putting barriers around themselves… Forming opinions and sometimes misconceptions… That when they get to be elderly, they spend another eternity trying to break those walls to go back to how they were when they were younger. There -is- value in innocence… *smiles*