Background By: Celine

~Hope~

Through the mere thought of flight,
his heart seemed to soar.
His coal black eyes search the skies for the answer to his heart.
Yet again he recieves none.
As seconds pass,
his heart pounding loudly into his ears.
He inhales sharply,
ignoring the pain that tore at his ribs.
He falls to his knees,
unable to stand any longer.
He watches from the ground in his daze,
a pair of shoes approached him.
He attempts to look up to see whom the owner was of these...
shoes.
He coughs,
blood dribbling from the corner of his mouth.
He could barely keep his eyes open as he felt a soothing hand rest on his shoulder.
"It will be okay," the voice cooed.
He smiles weakly,
knowing that the one who promised this was at his side.
He rests his head in her palms and drifts into unconsciousness.
When he woke,
he hoped that she would be there to greet him.
He only hoped.
By: Vege_Chan
6/4/00