Last Edited: o8.12.o5
This is an old story written about two-three years ago. When I reread this I continuously roll my eyes. For good authors out there, DON'T read this story. Haha. I'm real embarrassed of it ;D. And I don't know what possessed me to make Tai the bad guy, but I guess I needed it for this story to take place and to add some spice.
Officially Missing You
The cold breeze swept the crowded streets of Tokyo City with a variety of colorful lights dazzling the ordinary night. A man that appeared to be twenty years old of age dug his frosty hands deeper into his pockets for warmth, shivering with every step he took down the lonely street filled with tall buildings. He breathed in then exhaled, hoping that his stress would vanquish as well, but it didn't. He continued to walk, slicing through the fog from the warm air he had let out earlier. He no longer wanted to be part of the complicated world anymore, but why did he still cling onto hope? Why did he want to continue his messed up life when he had already suffered from too much...way too much
His wife had cheated on him...
But did he care? No, he didn't. He already had felt more hurt than this before, long before. He was hurt that the person he trusted could cheat on him with his wife. The person who had told him he couldn't even go out with his younger sister, many years back.
He was like a second brother to him…
Mourning, he let silent crystal tears fall down his pale face from his ocean colored eyes. He couldn't stand hiding his pain and defeat any longer. At least no one there could see him… He mainly blamed all the events that occurred on himself. It was his fault that he always trusted people in the first place. Trusting always got him slapped with misery in and endless repeated sequence.
His feet had leaded him to a deserted park and he let himself sink into the hard wood of a bench nearby.
The solitary figure closed his eyes, blond hair caressing the sly wind. He began to dwell on what he had lost, what he had and what he wished for. He knew that he could not do anything to get what he wanted. If he had it all it would be as if he were a selfish person, but he knew that it was much better than being alone and tackling his own demons. He was never living the present in the first place. He didn't live in reality. No, he lived in his past.
He missed her...