BBB/Bun

Time passed by even further without the piece of fragment that is supposed to celebrate today. The remembrance is around. I forgot honestly, I guess is life, we are meant to let go. Thought about it, whats gone is gone. Is good to leave it, for it to be at peace rather than in roam for the cries. Unlike them, the expression is not laid out. Without it, is not the same anymore. I know you know. Unlike those around me. I can't do the same, however I will respect it, at least for this fragment that kept the little one safe till the last whistle. Though another realisation did bring back, I guess your year, will be my reminder. Rest well. Rest well as the time here will fly one by one. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (Thought of giving a piece of my thought, and for others it's fine to have up and downs honestly, but don't let it devour you. It's okay to want to rely on others, it's not a burden. What's a burden is life anyways. So is okay, everyone's different, thats why we are hoomans. Also sorry I couldn't update the story. I felt quite dreaded honestly, but I feel much better now. So I will continue updating it. And please don't worry, I will finish this story off, I dont want to drag it.) 

Haha I realiaed I forgot to update. I will upload the next chapter on Monday, I have been busy. Sorry hoomans hehe. 

The weather changing within the days, to much colder. 
          Finger tips brightening red glacial, to be warmed by the other. 
          The tight grasp that lead through the vast breeze in warmth. 
          Despite all the raging emotions behind. 
          The patience twirling within laughter and smile. 
          Fuzzing the ear in heat. 
          Yet in silence admiring the view before letting it all go. 
          Afterall, each guidance comes with consequences.
          Pressing the greed down, to enjoy the moment before is let go. 
          Capturing each memories before they are wiped off. 
          Then back to many strings of the spider webs. 
          Before that string is cut through. 
          Breathe out the cold. 
          Wrap itself for warmth. 
          Gloves on. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (Yes guys the weather is acc getting colder honestlyy, so make sure to keep yourselves warm!! Oh and also I decided for Who's the villain? I will update it every Thursday or Friday. Each chapter or maybe more than one. It will be completed definitely. I have been getting way too many ideas. Need to use them before they die out again MWAHH) 
          
          

I have decided to finish Who's the Villain. I have been getting a lot of inspiration. So I will finish this one.  

As the tiking time, passing through each of it. 
          Feeling the body frozen within. 
          No being able to breathe. 
          Not being able to move. 
          Mind blanking out. 
          Should you leave it or not. 
          Though you worked hard to get to the position now. 
          Yet at the single shaken time. 
          Trembles the open doors, wanting to shut again. 
          Whispering itself not to. 
          Chanting not to. 
          It's hard not to reach for it and close it. 
          How is someone not supposed to close that? 
          Temptation of stepping back raises at each deep breaths. 
          Wanting to close the view. 
          With questioning, why? Maybe it wasn't supposed to be them but me. 
          Every reason to keep going, its inutile. 
          No one is needed for it anymore so why continue? 
          Bullshit questions rousing around like a wasp. 
          Right the wasp. What a noise. What a gut retching feeling. 
          Wanting to throw all from the stomach, empty it. 
          Even through keeping it opening, feels the suffocation peaking through. 
          Maybe this is not the life that supposed to be. 
          Maybe one day will. 
          One day. 
          Day
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (Meh idk ig is to show that its fine to feel certain way for certain things or everything, but dont give up, at least till the endd. Hope for it and work for it. Is what it is but yeahhh) 

Eye to eye. 
          Clasping each other's hands. 
          With pure hatred embedded within the heart. 
          Yet our gaze locked through each other's reflections.
          How did this occur? 
          I don't know. Neither do they. 
          Even though our face covered by a layer of mask
          The reflection unmasks the expressions.
          The yearning in denial. 
          We can't accept it. 
          Yet along the melody that waves through. 
          Chest to chest, in a heart beat we move along. 
          Wanting to step back, only to draw in closer.
          What would the eyes behind us think? 
          The fire and water dancing along. Laughable. 
          Despite the hatred.
          Memories overflow within the muscles, moving without a mistake. 
          Feeling the loosened grip on waist, lose on shoulder.
          However clutched tightly on each others hand, as if squeezing the remaining heart beats. 
          Neither wanting to let go, even through the hatred taking over. 
          The thin wall between us.
          Don't break. 
          Stay. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (HEHEHEHEHEHEHHEE meh i got idea from edit as always, so why not. Honestly these days have been questionable but is what it is honestly. But yeah dont let it cloud the tiny good things that happens. Or regret will stay. ANYWAYS OMG I love the new update of Nikki!!!) 
          

The realization of some stuff always comeback. I wonder how long has been now? More than 5 months now? Yeah it definitely been quite long now. I didn't hear for it a long time. More like I ignored it till it got mentioned again. I can mention it fine, not until the details resurface. I do feel bad. Honestly I dont blame them. But I do. I am getting things done. I kept promises, haha but honestly is fine. Weather got much colder now. Its not bad. Prob is colder for you. I got a warm body still. Anyways is all good. 
          
          Just wanted to share that its okay to feel some way honestly, and miss things and let things change or resurface.

Every steps under the dark sky, within the accompanied moon above. 
          The shadow lurking behind, waiting patiently. 
          Yet the light always there, apart from new moon. 
          The shadow sticking like a coiled centipede around the throat within those time. 
          Youre alone. 
          Ringing cenarios of cries and shouts through the ear drumbs. 
          Fear cripling through the chest.
          You will die. 
          Time tiking one by one. 
          Every time the shoulder is checked. 
          Empty. 
          Yet youre watched. 
          Watched by what? The unease, the solidarity. 
          Whenever the moon shows. 
          You're companion brightens.
          Youre not alone. 
          Even when physically no one is around.
          The moon watching down below. 
          Going through each phases with you. 
          Chaos, anger, stress, sadness, cries, shouts, happiness, gratitude, confident, peace.
          You notice the moon. 
          The ever companion. 
          It goes with you until the new moon. 
          You're by yourself. 
          Yet again, waiting for it go come out. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (Icl I think I am changing ma Nikki's house hmm. The new on is captivatingg) 
          
          

Called the private paradise. 
          Watching you struggle. 
          Watching you trying to survive.
          The light that shined my void self. 
          Every passing day, under the shadow. 
          The parasite wanting to attach to it. 
          Caring at every painful times. 
          Accepting the abondment to our escape. 
          Those pair of eyes, stray attention away. 
          Forcing the shattered heart through his mouth, I don't understand.
          I don't know this feeling. 
          But I need it. 
          Until we are facing each other on the stage. 
          I didn't wanna die. 
          But you gave up. 
          Wrapping the scales around your neck to make you survive. 
          I am scared of this feelings. 
          Yet I am more scared of you dissapearing first. 
          It hurts at each pierces on the side of each beats. 
          Yet the only attention received from the survival interwined lips. 
          You noticed me. 
          But I dont think you will remember me. You look sad. 
          Don't.
          I am scared. 
          Everything is blank. 
          I am no longer will be. 
          Survive. 
          Escape this time. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          (AHHHHHHHH hehehe not really but from Ivan's view kind of. He's relatable icl. But uff I wished he would be alive! Maybe maybeee) 

Waking back up to an unknown place. 
          Every scream that echoed through the room. 
          Holding me down with one arm from falling to doom. 
          The weak body held carefully by the one I kept a distance. 
          The temptation to reveal it at every touch grows. 
          The will to reach out grows. 
          Have you ever realised I lied? 
          You didn't...no I know you do. 
          However you kept a blind eye to my case. 
          When did you know I wasn't the one in this body. 
          I will continue... Do I? I will have to leave, one day... Can I bear it? 
          I grew too attached. 
          No I can see youre attached, I can't bear it. 
          I wanted to go back, I wanted... I want to drag you to my world. 
          Heaven grant me the wish. 
          The eye to see me, I, the burned ashes. 
          
          
          
          
          (A little part of the story cause why nottt hehehe)