A flower blooms in a field. Its gorgeous pedals only seen by those who search for it among the weeds. It's appearance alluring to the eye, causing the onlooker to draw near. Upon a closer inspection, one will see how delicate the flower is in the wind. Bound to the ground, the flower is a prisoner to Mother Nature and stands at the mercy of the wind. When a storm blows, what is there to protect the flower other than its own roots? Surely a near by rock will not grow legs, stand up, and set beside the flower in attempt to break the gusts that desperately try to pull the flower free. Fallen twigs will not build a shelter around it to protect it from the rain. Sadly, without even knowing, the once beautiful flower is yanked from the earth; it's source of nourishment disappears, causing it to wither away. Its dried pedals break free and dance away in the wind as if they were the flowers' tears that it shed while saying good-bye to the world.
How unexpected life can be? One moment we are within out comfort zones, without a fear in the world. The next we are left with nothing but fading shadows and forgotten memories. Joys become pains...Pains that are not easily lifted, causing each moment we breath to be a moment of suffering. Why does the way of the world have to be so cruel? Why is mercy not given to those who can no longer stand? Why are the peaceful...the beautiful...the innocent...deprived of the simplest of needs and desires? Why must the darkness come to swallow all that was good?
Perhaps I shall never understand. Perhaps my heart does not even wish to know the answers to these questions out of desperation for wanting some sense of comfort, wanting some source of hope. But as the days pass...The candle light of hope flickers in the growing storm. Each day the flame grows weaker. Eventually it shall fade completely then what is left for our hollow, soulless bodies?
There is much I wish to say, but while I gaze into the unknown future, I question if there is even a point to it. It had not worked in the past, what good would words do now? Especially when all seems lost. Before I use to question why so many seemed to close themselves away, but now I feel that I understand them...Is it good though? ...To be numb to the world out of hopes that even if a needle is pressed into the chilled heart, it's pinch will only be a prick? Before I would have said no, but as this heart within me grows heavier, to the point of causing me to collapse yet again, I feel that the answer is yes.
If only... The words I cannot shake from my head. If only this wasn't said...If only this didn't happen...If only that did happen...Would things have changed? Would they have been better?
I wish not to close myself away but it has become a struggle just to stand on my feet. I have forgotten to smile...Forgotten to laugh...Forgotten to love...But I feel myself slipping away...Just as all of reality has...Needless to say though, even if you do not find yourself reading this, just know that as long as you feel secure in your current state of mind, than that is all I ask. For if I was given the opportunity to make at least one of us happy again, I would pick you. I always would...Just know that even if you choose to stray and even if I seem to fade as I wander alone, I am always a call away. Patiently awaiting the day that you choose to look me in the eye again. Because if you do then maybe, just maybe, we both could smile one last time.
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Thanks, Danii, Shi, and Rai.
Well the first part with the flower is a representation of someone's life. Someone that most deer might not have really noticed but those who did felt a strange attraction to her due to the innocence she carried. But then a storm (something tragic) happened in her life that took that innocence away and turned her into something that Paavo isn't happy about. He goes on talking about how there was no one there to help protect her since one friend disappeared and the event itself happened so fast, that by the time someone got to her, things were already on the wrong path.
The next little part is basically him questioning why life has to be this way because he doesn't get why someone who's done nothing wrong has to suffer through so much. Then he goes on talking about how he's been trying to hold onto hope that maybe things will change for the better, but recent events makes him believe that it won't happen, at least anytime soon.
He then talks about how there's some things on his mind he'd like to say or do but feels that it wouldn't help. After all, the last time he spoke from his heart, it only made things worse. So he's decided to just push it to the back of his mind. He feels that now he understands why deer like Kumiko or a few others might only have a few friends but never let anyone get really close to them because all it does is cause pain.
Needless to say, he's stumbled into a depression. The last little bit talking is basically him saying that even if this someone feels distant from him, he never stopped caring and is always willing to come help if ever called upon.
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