Yuffie Kisaragi
September 19th, 2004, 08:14 AM
yes, i know it's a little weak in places and the style is weird, but this comes directly from the heart... and gods, it felt SO good to write.
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"i should go and let you get some rest. it's nearly three." i kissed your forehead softly, then laid my head against your chest, matching the rhythm of my breaths to yours in the hope of helping you sleep. you whispered to me, and i could feel your breath against my cheek, so soft and warm, your words making my heart feel renewed and rejuvenated. i whispered back, telling you what i felt right then, feeling your arms tighten around my back, pulling me close enough to feel your heartbeat.
i started to cry there, my tears trailing slowly down my cheeks as we whispered back and forth in that bed. i let go of the pain and sorrow that had been resting on my shoulders for so long, feeling them melt with every warm drop running down my nose. i let go of my emotions, the things i usually keep so strictly in check.
we spoke so softly for a while, of things that needed to be said, and things that just were there within us both. and you began to cry. i held you close, feeling tension being released through the motion of your chest and shoulders, hearing your gentle sobs, wanting nothing more than to be there in that moment, sharing something so precious that words can never describe it exactly. i stroked your hair and whispered words of endearment and reassurance to you, feeling your cheeks dampen as you relaxed slowly.
"we both needed that," you said quietly in that darkness, cradling me as if you'd never let go. i could do nothing but nod slowly, reveling in the feeling of both holding and being held. i gently kissed your lips, thanking you from the depths of my heart.
intimacy is something that's difficult for both of us. we don't want to trust too much, because we've both been hurt before. but that time we spent lying beneath your curtain was the most intimate time i've ever experienced in my life... that hour or so just being so close to you, touching your heart as you touched mine.
thank you. a thousand times, thank you.
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"i should go and let you get some rest. it's nearly three." i kissed your forehead softly, then laid my head against your chest, matching the rhythm of my breaths to yours in the hope of helping you sleep. you whispered to me, and i could feel your breath against my cheek, so soft and warm, your words making my heart feel renewed and rejuvenated. i whispered back, telling you what i felt right then, feeling your arms tighten around my back, pulling me close enough to feel your heartbeat.
i started to cry there, my tears trailing slowly down my cheeks as we whispered back and forth in that bed. i let go of the pain and sorrow that had been resting on my shoulders for so long, feeling them melt with every warm drop running down my nose. i let go of my emotions, the things i usually keep so strictly in check.
we spoke so softly for a while, of things that needed to be said, and things that just were there within us both. and you began to cry. i held you close, feeling tension being released through the motion of your chest and shoulders, hearing your gentle sobs, wanting nothing more than to be there in that moment, sharing something so precious that words can never describe it exactly. i stroked your hair and whispered words of endearment and reassurance to you, feeling your cheeks dampen as you relaxed slowly.
"we both needed that," you said quietly in that darkness, cradling me as if you'd never let go. i could do nothing but nod slowly, reveling in the feeling of both holding and being held. i gently kissed your lips, thanking you from the depths of my heart.
intimacy is something that's difficult for both of us. we don't want to trust too much, because we've both been hurt before. but that time we spent lying beneath your curtain was the most intimate time i've ever experienced in my life... that hour or so just being so close to you, touching your heart as you touched mine.
thank you. a thousand times, thank you.