This one was inspired by a video game called God of War: Ragnarök
What is fate? Something set in stone? Planned out for me? A curse I can never break? Or is it the most probable outcome at this point in time? Does it change, when I do? Is it the story being written in every moment? Flowing, like a river stream?
Mamoru… Where are you? Why did you go? What happened? Why did you reject me without explaining it to me? You told my cousin, I would have clung too much and that you couldn’t handle the way I was or maybe how I still am.
Thinking of you, I feel safe, imagining being in your arms, knowing though that you wouldn’t want to embrace me like that. Am I abusing you when I am doing that nonetheless? Mamoru… I need you… so much. I need your protection, your understanding, and your confidence, your faithfulness. more “A message to a dear past friend”