Clarity
Three years after everything was done, she still dreamed of things that could never be.
Of course, she could always wish upon a star but she knew how wishes went.
It had to be unselfish to even be considered to be granted.
But she was ok with that.
Everything ended for the best—except that her happy ending didn’t exactly end the way she hoped.
But she was ok with that.
She just sometimes wished that time was not fickle or a person’s heart wasn’t.
Kagome smiled softly, before closing the book quietly.
And sighed.
She often got tired of sighing but a sigh said so much—with a simple exhalation of a breath, someone could say lovely things or sad things.
She didn’t mind anymore; she had been forgotten before and she grew up.
Of course, she didn’t mind getting older. It just meant that she would see her friends again.
She ruffled her bangs before journeying into the kitchen.
She liked to drink unsweetened instant tea before bed; it seemed to calm her nerves (oddly enough).
And she smiled when one of her favorite songs came on, it sang of wanting to be someone’s ‘last first kiss.’ It was the romantic in her that loved it.
When she finished her tea, she went back on the couch and laid down to sleep; she couldn’t sleep in her room since that night two and a half years ago.
Since that dream.
But then again, weren’t dreams supposed to stay dreams and not invade the waking mind?
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End chapter.
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