This would probably be the first, fully written piece of work I've displayed here. And I normally don't post writing, but this one I have to.

Recently, I've sort of been forgetting all the good things that have happened and are happening for me, because the weight of the bad things had managed to push them out of sight for me. I always kept fearing what "might" happen next, or even in the future, and it worried me. What was always worse, was that I allowed that fear to fall onto friends, and in that, I always feared I might say the wrong thing, and screw up the bond I shared with them.

While this story features  Lunar-Epitaph it's meant for every one who has ever done something for me. It's short, and might not be perfect, but it expresses most of what I feel about it.

Everyone...if at times I haven't been the one I used to be recently...I never meant to be. I just need to figure out everything from within if that makes sense.

Also, if I messed up words or anything with this, it's because I had a sad FF theme playing while I was writing it (the theme from FF3/6 where Locke goes back to his dead love, if anyone knows) ^^;

Thumbnail image was drawn by  Lunar-Epitaph
Eclipse in the story also belongs to her
And story and Blaze belong to me