#38 separation - nisaki - oneshot
Title: Nostalgia
Author: jibunnohana
Theme: #38 Separation
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ni~ya x Sakito (Nightmare)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Comments: Based on this song, though I can't nearly match those wonderful lyrics. It's fairly vague, but the point of view is Saki's.
I know that if I waited, I know that if I wait a thousand days will lie wasted with thoughts of you.
The pitter-pat of the long hard rain peters out into soft droplets, few and far between in the breaking clouds. Yet still, I can’t tear my eyes from the scene out there, fresh and opening to spill cheer and renewal like the first crocus in the earliest spring days. I fancy the rivulets slipping down the flawless glass trace the outline of your face in their crystalline paths, though I know it’s an impossibility, a mere lingering memory concocted with wishful thinking. Wishful, wistful and faded to nostalgia without hope of restoration. A thousand days must have passed multiplied by ten thousand thoughts, as if that would draw you back to me.
And you would say, “I’ve missed you, love. It’s been too long.” Take me in your arms until you were all I could see.
Smell.
Feel.
The reason escapes me how I fell so deeply, why you were so precious that simply watching you eat, sleep, tie your shoes was as an unyielding fixation as the caress of your fingertips on my bare spine. Somewhere between our first gentle, fumbling encounter and watching your back retreat down the hall my tremulous hold on your heart slipped, and you flew away on my wings I had given you while I came crashing down to the ground. From my place on the Earth the distance across the tattered sky is too great to see your rare smile, and I’m sure you must be smiling again by now.
Can’t shake it, I keep running in circles, trying to force you from my memory, but your image has too great a hold on me. You loved me, I know you did, but I think I loved you more.
Author: jibunnohana
Theme: #38 Separation
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ni~ya x Sakito (Nightmare)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Comments: Based on this song, though I can't nearly match those wonderful lyrics. It's fairly vague, but the point of view is Saki's.
I know that if I waited, I know that if I wait a thousand days will lie wasted with thoughts of you.
The pitter-pat of the long hard rain peters out into soft droplets, few and far between in the breaking clouds. Yet still, I can’t tear my eyes from the scene out there, fresh and opening to spill cheer and renewal like the first crocus in the earliest spring days. I fancy the rivulets slipping down the flawless glass trace the outline of your face in their crystalline paths, though I know it’s an impossibility, a mere lingering memory concocted with wishful thinking. Wishful, wistful and faded to nostalgia without hope of restoration. A thousand days must have passed multiplied by ten thousand thoughts, as if that would draw you back to me.
And you would say, “I’ve missed you, love. It’s been too long.” Take me in your arms until you were all I could see.
Smell.
Feel.
The reason escapes me how I fell so deeply, why you were so precious that simply watching you eat, sleep, tie your shoes was as an unyielding fixation as the caress of your fingertips on my bare spine. Somewhere between our first gentle, fumbling encounter and watching your back retreat down the hall my tremulous hold on your heart slipped, and you flew away on my wings I had given you while I came crashing down to the ground. From my place on the Earth the distance across the tattered sky is too great to see your rare smile, and I’m sure you must be smiling again by now.
Can’t shake it, I keep running in circles, trying to force you from my memory, but your image has too great a hold on me. You loved me, I know you did, but I think I loved you more.