Oh, i sigh, sobbing is left for later. coat to the hanger, prepare a cup of tea. every time is tea time, even those like this. rubbing my hands over the smooth warm cup i look out the window. all is how it used to be, on their places - the swings, the lilac bush and the trees -, but the colour ... a pitch to the bluegray scale. like veiled in mist. so, this is the effect. oh well, i can live with that, standing here is the proof. maybe. i could be dead inside. not even noticing it. anyways, i am here in a way and nothing´s certain - i might still be alive, still have hope. such a fool i am. hmm, (a smile) Bell-mère.

Door. Window V´11 ~~ one of my most beloved anime people ~ Bellemere http://onepiece.wikia.com/wiki/Bell-m%C3%A8re