mugna2x time (#1)

Jan 02, 2008

Work.. boring. EW! but on that day... Our IT guys were having problems, the sites being blocked could be accessed.. JOY!!! and what's left to do --- search for naruto! Stumbled upon this pic of naruto and Hinata. They are like the sweetest couple ever!! And then it came to me.. what if Hinata and my Kyuubi baby Naruto will fall in love in the future episodes and Hinata's family would disapprove coz they want to protect Hyuuga's byakugan.. they want to protect their bloodline hence Hinata should only marry her cousin Neji for future generations to inherit their byakugan? That'll be a love like Romeo and Juliet.. and the ending is suicide...! But i don't like Naruto to die or i'll die..hihi... but it'll be okay if Hinata would though..:) and i was thinking about what a girl feels if she would have that kind of love and what course of action she would make to escape reality... below is about a soul's end coz love is no more in the air... it is a bit sad and tragic but nice man gud na brutal kesa happy ending...hihihihi....!

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The coldness of the night sends shivers but her body trembles not because of it but because of the feeling of being dead while living. God knows when she would have her last ounce of breath and she knows too well that 'till then, she will be like a living zombie. A thought she cannot endure but she has found a perfect cure and she is off to having it. Though she knows that her heart is not strong enough for it.
"Just another few more steps and i'm there.. i'll be free at last." she said, coaxing herself to take the necessary steps to reach that place sacred for her. She practically is dragging herself to that place. She can see now the small rock underneath the tree where she has carved a love beyond human understanding. A love beyond what poets have envisioned and have written. She closed her eyes and clutched the crumpled paper on where she wrote all of what she's feeling - angst, joy, her dreams and the love she has lost for all eternity.
"i do love you..." her lips remained sealed but her heart is screaming the words over and over. She is not the type to give in, to retreat. She is a believer of love and she believes that one works his own way to make his destiny. That choices are necessary for the dream to be realized... but her strength was eaten all up. Died out because fate cannot be fought against.
Her heart is bleeding as she reaches the place where everything for her started. She took the sharp edged thing she brought all her strength could muster out from her pocket and stared at it for what seemed like an eternity. "This must be done... I'm sorry." She doesn't know to whom she is sorry for because the pain inflicts not only to her but also to those who love her.. most especially to him.
A selfish act. Yes, some she knows would label the act as that but they know nothing. For her, this is a selfish, yet unselfish act.. It feels like her heart would burst at any moment and she knew, she cannot do it. But she has to. She has to do it. "Call me names. Call me anything you want. I will forever endure the terrors in hell but i have to do this." With eyes closed, she tries to calm herself. She carefully opened the crumpled paper and read once again the things written on it. The words are without pretenses. Reading the letter once more is the only thing to do to lessen the fear.
"I would be a burden to everyone because my spirit is no longer in me." A twisted thinking indeed but can you blame someone whose heart is without a home?
Her world seemed to stop when she feels the splitting agony. She opens her eyes and saw a vividly crimson red dripping down. She instantly drops that sharp edged thing. The moon shines brightly and it casts a light to her eyes before the thing she dropped touched the ground. Yes, this is the end. Tears are streaming down her face. Life is a battle and she lost. She stooped down low for the white flag and raised it high... but at least she is able to have her own end in her own way at the place she wants. With a merest strength left, she visualized the face she has come to love with all of her being. The face she likes to trace a line every now and then. The face she so wants to kiss for always. The face she wants to see sleeping beside her each night. And with a faint smile curved on her lips, she succeeds in whispering those special words she has spoken only to him in this lifetime before her heart beats its last with the crumpled paper grasped tightly close to her heart.
Life around her goes on. The night remains still and the moon is the sole witness to one soul's end.

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There... yeah i know... super sad. Sad man jud na suicide but then wala man gud feelings if happy ang imo i-write...:)