Borusara: She Is Mine!

23. Just a letter

"I wanna know what did you write!" He whine

She chuckle, although he was weak enough to sit. She'll let him win, this time.

"Fine, but drink the ginger tea after this?!"

He simply nod, of course he always do as he was told, if it was her...

She grab a peace of parchment from inside that notebook. At once she lean in, sat beside the bed and slowly open it...

"As the first time we became friends,
Contain such adore acts to fill our memories.
We argue of how abrupt we are,
But it turn an agreement in the end.
Pretend to be tough when we know we're not,
You remain that way and I know that.

Until then I let you be,
And that was my mistake.
I can't control you and neither these unfair emotions, we became immune to it.
Surprisingly, I was getting anxious,
And unfortunately I didn't knew why?
Despite how many answers,
It long for something, I long for something.

As we became a three-man team,
Our adventure became interesting,
You became interesting.
As time passes us by,
Fame grew us apart.
I saw you walk away from them,
To the exact opposite direction from mine.

I then finally realize that, You and I are not the same,
Nor we'll ever will be.
'Is this the time where we should part ways?'
I ask that to myself.
But I had a problem,
The problem that I couldn't let you go.
I convice myself for the many reasons to do so,
Still my heart can't bare to let go.

I try navigating to find myself,
Cause I know you have found yours,
To her embrace.
I try to think that I wouldn't care,
But sadly I still did.
The hardest part of being your bestfriend,
Is that I want you to be happy,
Even if it's someone else and not me.

I wish I could've given you more,
But she gave the things I couldn't.
I couldn't flaunt the Idea of you being mine,
Because in reality you weren't.
I did try letting go and I almost did,
Because you were so dense and free.
It's like a pair of wings with no feathers to flee.

I did my best to forget my feelings,
But you're hunting me everywhere.
I've given my best,
Not to see your aluring face.
I left but you waited,
Is that an act of a sincere apology?
Sorry for hurting me?
Sorry for being dense and not seeing me?
Was I that unnoticeable?
Or is that your eyes are set upon ahead,
Not seeing how I care and long for you.

I feel weird, so hurt and sad.
How can I establish that broken heart?
When clearly it can't be glued.
Lastly, I've decided,
But then you came to change my mind.
Telling everything I only dreamed of,
Words that I was only imagining.

A tear have fallen from the eye,
When you told me the I was the real love you have been waiting.
It was the most promising act you did,
Keeping me inside your warm embrace.
Today, I believed for my entire life,
That I was made for loving you..."

While her eyes are set fix upon that parchment in her hands, suddenly a solid biceps crawl underneath, directly to hug her waist.

His face was burried into her shirt up front, she just rub his hair. Looks like a baby trying to be comforted by mommy.

She felt that her shirt was getting a little drench, she clearly heard him snobbing.

She chuckle to the sound of his snobs, "are you crying?"

He just simply nod, its a complete accuracy that he didn't deny what's obvious.

"Its just a letter?! Why make it emotional?"

"Because..." He didn't continue as he went snobbing again.

"Because what?"

"Because if you just said that to me earlier that you like me, it wouldn't be as painful as it said in your letter..."

"But my ending part was good, a happy one, right?"

"But still! If it isn't for my freaking dense self I would've notice you already... if I was just smart as others, you would've been happy from the very beginning... I curse myself because of it... you only did found it happy in the ending part, how about the first and middle part of the letter?... didn't it broke you more than I was?... how long have you waited? Years in exact... I just can't help but to cry... I don't know how to repay the moments that I've wasted, I don't know how to say sorry because words aren't enough for my dense acts..."

"That was only the beginning of how things had been discovered by the unfolded truth, we never made amends and we don't need too cause we didn't know how to believe in..."

"But why didn't you try to tell me? You couldn't have stole my heart or I might give it to you if you just told me..."

"That wouldn't be fair."

"Why won't it?" He muffled under her shirt

"Because you'll never learn in the process, you'll never make all misconception be right. And you'll never knew how caution you should be to prevent your own destruction."

Sarada did have a point, if he didn't gone thru that, how would he learn? How would he know how painful it is to love in a far place? How would he know how painful goodbyes felt?

He should know how to earn everything by himself. He must know how to earn her by learning how love can be so hurtful as it is?

"I get it..." he still muffled under her cloth

"But you know... I'm always the one who gets head over heels for you... no matter how imperfect you are."

He was glad, too glad that he hug her tight.

"Yeah... that's why I'm not afraid to show everyone that you are mine, because you'll always be... mine."

She was always convince, and he was too. They never been happy in all their life, since childhood they've been inseparable so what's wrong with being together, forever?

"Promise me, you'll always be mine."

"I'll be forever yours."

"Then, I would literally do everything to make you happy..."

She smiled. Seemingly speechless, his spoken words had melt her heart down to the core. He's promises are just so heartwarming...

"You don't need to do your best... I am happy, because 'us' happened."

A/N: credits to the unknown author of this quote ⬇️

I'm always the one who gets head over heels for you, no matter how imperfect you are.

- unknown