Literature
A Work In Progress
I don't even know how to begin. I thought that I'd never feel these feelings ever again. How could I imagine to be held by another persons arms, let alone by my best friend's, Shikaru's. The last time these feelings had been aroused in me was at least a hundred years ago. But...I'm so confused. Would she want me to feel this way? Would she want me to ever love again? What am I even saying!? She...she would, wouldn't she...Her final words to me are evidence enough, 'Never lose your heart or your hope to...". Her words were cut off by her last breath, but the loving peaceful set of her face said it a