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Birthday
• 1992-06-13
Gender
• Female
Location
• I am where I am. Where that is, is none of your concern. Thank you.
Member Since
• 2006-08-29
Occupation
• Philosopher of sorts.
Real Name
• Raine Sage if u may so kindly call me.

Personal

Achievements
• Achievements acknowledged by others countless, yet meaningless. Achievements my most cherished and I acknowledge are few, yet meaningful.
Anime Fan Since
• Who knows when I began.
Favorite Anime
• Loveless, Inuyasha, DNAngel, FLCL, Tsubasa, xxxHolic, Kamichama Karin, Chrono Crusade, Fullmetal Alchemist, Cardcaptor Sakura, etc.
Goals
• To become a doctor and to live my life fully, get married, have at least one child, and die in a honourable way rather than death by cowardice. Probably while protecting someone.
Hobbies
• play guitar, paint, draw, write, listen
Talents
• painting, drawing, writing stories, poetry, play guitar, and to listen

myOtaku.com: TearlessGreyEyes

Monday, April 16, 2007

my written work of the day

To be left behind........
....... Or to leave behind.
I wonder which hurts more.

I always followed him wherever he went.
She always followed me wherever I went.
He never left me behind when I wanted to go with him.
I never left her behind because I kno
she wants to go.
He said we’d be together forever.
I told her that we’d be together forever.
He kissed me as he said that.
I kissed her as I said that.
That night, he drove me home and he told me again that he loved me.
That night, I drove her home and told her again that I loved her.
We crashed.
We crashed.
He protected me.
I protected her.
He saved me from dying.
I saved her from dying.
But....
But....
He died.
I died.
He said forever and I believed him.
I said forever and she believed me.
He left me behind.
I left her behind.
He left and went somewhere.
I left and went to the afterlife.
And..... I can’t follow him.
And..... I can’t come back.
I want to see him again.
I want to see her again.
I want to hear him say that he loves me.
I want to say that I love her.
And I want to tell him that I love him.
And I want to hear her say that she loves me.
I want to feel him.
I want to feel her.
But he’s gone.
But I can’t go back.
I wonder if he’s happy in heaven.
I wonder if she’s happy on earth.
I wonder if he misses me.
I wonder if she misses me.
I wish I could follow him.
I wish I could return.
He must be happy where he is.
She must be happy where she is.
But even though I still have people here, I still want to go to him.
But even though it is heaven, I still want to be with her.
Why did he have to die?
Why did I die?
How could he leave me behind?
How could I leave her behind?
I never wanted to cry unless I knew he could comfort me, but now he can’t.
I never want to see her cry but want to comfort her when she did, but I can’t.
I wonder if it hurts him to leave me behind.
I wonder if it hurts her because she was left behind.
I wonder....
I wonder....

To be left behind......
...... or to leave behind.
I wonder which hurts more.

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