Fleeting... like reaching for a fragment of starlight, desperate to hold it one last time but it is slowly slipping through her fingers. Fragile, bittersweet, shimmering with the knowledge of its own fragility. It’s a dance that feels as if it is not truly hers. Every step a heartbeat, every heartbeat a step that is being watched and judged. A life that feels borrowed and unrightfully hers to begin with. A dance as if every step could be her last with this whisper of a life she wishes for the both of them, for her daughter. She pours her soul into this singular moment, feeling its depth as if it could last forever. These moments are the only ones that matters, as shown through her daughter's innocence in taking every day as it is, as long as it starts and ends with her mother. She clings to it, yearning to make it last just a bit longer. However, no matter how much she gives, it will never be enough for the both of them to exist together. Whenever she thinks she gets closer, the struggles reset. It ends abruptly and so does this piece, slipping away before she could truly hold and cherish it. Their time, delicate and finite, was cruelly carved by a world that never promised fairness. We wish for a kinder world for them.
you know episode 7 hits hard when your parents get sad and almost cry as well.
Phenomenal
Damn, Bro really is the Cook
Hey could you do „become a killer“ and „dudenoff“ from only murders in the building season 4 next?
Fleeting... like reaching for a fragment of starlight, desperate to hold it one last time but it is slowly slipping through her fingers. Fragile, bittersweet, shimmering with the knowledge of its own fragility. It’s a dance that feels as if it is not truly hers. Every step a heartbeat, every heartbeat a step that is being watched and judged. A life that feels borrowed and unrightfully hers to begin with.
A dance as if every step could be her last with this whisper of a life she wishes for the both of them, for her daughter. She pours her soul into this singular moment, feeling its depth as if it could last forever. These moments are the only ones that matters, as shown through her daughter's innocence in taking every day as it is, as long as it starts and ends with her mother.
She clings to it, yearning to make it last just a bit longer. However, no matter how much she gives, it will never be enough for the both of them to exist together. Whenever she thinks she gets closer, the struggles reset. It ends abruptly and so does this piece, slipping away before she could truly hold and cherish it. Their time, delicate and finite, was cruelly carved by a world that never promised fairness.
We wish for a kinder world for them.
beautiful
Kensuke Ushio… first Koe no Katachi and now Dandadan