Hello there.
I haven't posting much of any thing at all in my blog so my reason for the long time absent was because of my school, families functions and the ups and downs happening in my life XD
But as I trudging through my daily life- I happened to have few stories written in my mobile when I got few spare of times and thought that maybe I could just post it here. LOL
And seeing my hime-chan-- a friend, posted her stories made me wanted to post something too soooo... yeah. That was a very self explanatory reason alright to me. >_>
anyhow.. I only wanted to post a Summary to my one shot story that I'm currently doing. Its called, Thorn Rose. A straight pairing romance. But sort of dark and twisted
Summary:
He's the only person that can see through the mask of me and the only one that can made me feels like I can be of what I am. It felt like owed him a lot when he letting out that can of vibe to me so I'm trying my best to make him happy and secure just as how I felt toward him before and that was the only thing that I can do. Maybe I'm not perfect, maybe he thinks it was unnecessary, but it was better than nothing at all and I know he realized that. We never spoke about this kind of thing nor even made the attempt of bringing this kind of subject. Because somehow one way to another he knew this without me telling so.
It was something among his wise maroon eyes told me that he knew my attention, what I think, what I will do and the hidden masque that I tried to cover. He just knew. Yet he never spoke a word of why, how or what to me. Instead he just gave out his psychiatrist's smile and professionally as he can smooth out every bits of any kind of situation that I'm only hard to be in with one of the conversation that can distract me. Due to my solitariness for so long that I experienced- my heart and body became mentally tired and worn, and I thought I will drop below to the abyss of the world sooner or later until I met him. Instinctively my heart clung to him like he was my only saviour. He accepted silently and I without a doubt glad for it- but with this turnout of event I didn't realized that this is just, what people called as; the calm before the storm. He was a gentleman, yes.. but also cunning in his own way after I discovered the consequences to be with him.
Who said that in every roses there will be no thorns?
The real thing will be finish. I will post it right away if I manage to do it! >,<
anyhow.. I only wanted to post a Summary to my one shot story that I'm currently doing. Its called, Thorn Rose. A straight pairing romance. But sort of dark and twisted
Summary:
He's the only person that can see through the mask of me and the only one that can made me feels like I can be of what I am. It felt like owed him a lot when he letting out that can of vibe to me so I'm trying my best to make him happy and secure just as how I felt toward him before and that was the only thing that I can do. Maybe I'm not perfect, maybe he thinks it was unnecessary, but it was better than nothing at all and I know he realized that. We never spoke about this kind of thing nor even made the attempt of bringing this kind of subject. Because somehow one way to another he knew this without me telling so.
It was something among his wise maroon eyes told me that he knew my attention, what I think, what I will do and the hidden masque that I tried to cover. He just knew. Yet he never spoke a word of why, how or what to me. Instead he just gave out his psychiatrist's smile and professionally as he can smooth out every bits of any kind of situation that I'm only hard to be in with one of the conversation that can distract me. Due to my solitariness for so long that I experienced- my heart and body became mentally tired and worn, and I thought I will drop below to the abyss of the world sooner or later until I met him. Instinctively my heart clung to him like he was my only saviour. He accepted silently and I without a doubt glad for it- but with this turnout of event I didn't realized that this is just, what people called as; the calm before the storm. He was a gentleman, yes.. but also cunning in his own way after I discovered the consequences to be with him.
Who said that in every roses there will be no thorns?
The real thing will be finish. I will post it right away if I manage to do it! >,<
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