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storypaint) wrote2006-10-16 11:34 am
storypaint) wrote2006-10-16 11:34 am
Buy Happiness (Meiling/Syaoran)
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Words: 247
Title: Buy Happiness
Author: rhap_chan
Pairing: Li Meiling
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Theme: 05. throwing it all away
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to CLAMP.
Summary: Meiling would throw away everything she worked for, for him.
It is a sad thing that I would throw it all away, this new life I have built, just to see Syaoran smile and say he loved me. It is a sad thing, and a weak thing.
Some days I am happy, but that night I feel guilty. I don't understand it myself... He is not mine anymore. He was never mine, but for a moment, and by accident. I should let go.
I have a good apartment with low rent, a steady, interesting job, suitors in every restaurant I visit, and hangers-on who know the color of my lipstick. I have fame, I have royalties, I have whatever money can buy-- but money can't buy love, the only thing that matters.
I would live in the gutters with him by my side, if only he would ask. I am an independent creature, able to stand on my own, or so it seems. No one knows the truth.
Some nights I lie awake on my soft silk sheets and watch the moon progress across the sky. I love that this is the same moon as he sees, but I hate that he sees it from his bed with a woman I cannot hate, because she loves him as much as I do. My bed is lonely, sometimes.
I would throw everything away to hear him say, "I love you." And because he won't, I will turn over, rustling the soft silk sheets, and cry myself to sleep.
heartbrkhotelWords: 247
Title: Buy Happiness
Author: rhap_chan
Pairing: Li Meiling
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Theme: 05. throwing it all away
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to CLAMP.
Summary: Meiling would throw away everything she worked for, for him.
It is a sad thing that I would throw it all away, this new life I have built, just to see Syaoran smile and say he loved me. It is a sad thing, and a weak thing.
Some days I am happy, but that night I feel guilty. I don't understand it myself... He is not mine anymore. He was never mine, but for a moment, and by accident. I should let go.
I have a good apartment with low rent, a steady, interesting job, suitors in every restaurant I visit, and hangers-on who know the color of my lipstick. I have fame, I have royalties, I have whatever money can buy-- but money can't buy love, the only thing that matters.
I would live in the gutters with him by my side, if only he would ask. I am an independent creature, able to stand on my own, or so it seems. No one knows the truth.
Some nights I lie awake on my soft silk sheets and watch the moon progress across the sky. I love that this is the same moon as he sees, but I hate that he sees it from his bed with a woman I cannot hate, because she loves him as much as I do. My bed is lonely, sometimes.
I would throw everything away to hear him say, "I love you." And because he won't, I will turn over, rustling the soft silk sheets, and cry myself to sleep.