Ena rose from her deep sleep,
and something stung her face
Tears?
Where had they come from?
Who knew, but for some reason
she felt content
She sensed Mizuki's presence,
and their warmth
and their kindness
and everything else
That she was grateful for
The night was still around
A faint yet lovely sound
Morning was yet to come
and then some more
Feelings
and
Smiles
Ena glanced at the night sky
from the balcony
To her,
a canvas was calling
Out to her
And so was
Hope
Despite her father
His words
His lack of support
His criticism
She would push forward
Who cared about what he thought?
This was about
Ena's future
Her life
Her dreams
Her art
Ena did not need him
to move forward
She was strong enough
To do it
On
Her
Own
Ena seemed like the type
To push forward
No matter who
Or what
Said otherwise
Her Life
Her Art
Her Dreams
and Nobody else's
Not even her own father
Could take that away
From her
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Life isn't Sweet {MizuEna}
Fanfiction• Project Sekai • Life isn't always sweet; sometimes it's too bitter. • • • • • [Cover (NOT THE ART) made by me; Credit to SEGA, CraftEgg & ColorfulPalette]
