Even if I can fly again, I’ll never fly as high into the sky with you anymore.
So please… let me watch you fly even higher into the blue than before and soar.
He weakly shuffled in his bed, before laying still. He was hesitant to close his eyes, afraid that if he fell asleep, he would return back into that dream-like coma once more.
Quietly, Aine grabbed a pair of earbud headphones and the mp3 player his uncle gifted him from his nightstand and wore them on, keeping the device close to him. He felt at ease as a song softly played into his ears.
Music would guide his resting mind to the morning. There was nothing to be afraid of.
Goodnight.
Remember your past,
Live in the present,
{ Hope for a brighter future }
“In the unforgiving end… I wonder…”
“What would happen if I let go of my hope for the tomorrow I want to come?” He closed his eyes and listened to the faded, quiet laughing across the neverending sea he knew.
“It’s futile… to keep living in a dream like this. You’re only pitying me by letting me wish for my happiness to return.”
“Those days I wish for with all my heart… They’ll never come back. Please stop trying… It’ll just hurt me more…”
『 I don’t have the courage to change. 』
Reaching desperately
to salvage any piece,
this tragedy is all
m y f a u l t
