Three words that I can't bring myself to believe.
Less then ten letters in total, yet the value of them, priceless.
Men have killed for the words; women, work for them.
They're international words that hold the same meaning.
To some, it's a lie.
But to others, it's their word.
The human race has yearned to hear the words.
Yet, I deny them, and everything they stand for.
I refuse any claims of anyone saying the longed-for words to me.
And it hurts you.
But what you don't see is that those words...
...Which I say with my heart and soul attached...
Bounce right off me,
Like rock and rubber.
Those words are forbidden to enter my mind.
The meaning, shot down as soon as it comes close to my heart.
The reasoning behind it?
Unknown.
What I do know, is that no one has said the sacred words to me.
With the exception of family.
No one has meant it in a bonding way.
It should be a heartwarming experience,
Yet it's the opposite.
How long will it take?
How much will you have you endure?
Until the words finally reach me, and send me to my paradise.
((Meh, horrible writing, I know. It's my first... writing? Meh, anyway. No one will read this anyway, because no one reads my journal, but if you are, by chance, I hope you enjoyed.))
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Hohenheim of Darkness
Hohenheim of Darkness
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