This pairing is so poetic it makes me go methaphorical all over the place :P
Here's when Gaara compared Naruto to a house.
~Paula
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So you want me to talk to you about my home.
Alright.
From here, in the outside, you can see I have painted the walls with kisses after the sun left its mark on them too, tanned, warm and beautiful. You can also see the windows not of glass but of solid sapphire, glistening and taking all of my attention in, magical windows through which I can find a solution for all that is wrong in my life. If you look up you can see the roof made of strong golden straw, I know it is all desorganized and messy, but I actually love it like that, it always gives me an excuse to keep on combing it, arranging it. Those scratches upon the walls, you say? I never knew exactly what those were, but they don't look bad at all.
Note that there are no vines covering all of the walls. Since I wasn't expecting any visitors today, I already ripped them, I find the green smothers the wall's beauty.
If you follow me, I'll take you inside, which isn't difficult for the door is always unlocked, open for anyone looking for a shelter, like I was such a long time ago. Inside there is only one empty room, but in this home I can find everything to satisfy my every need, these walls protect me and embrace me, take care of me like a heart, and in this heart I feel like nothing could go wrong, and I can almost hear my own home chuckle as it envelops me in this bliss.
Sometimes there are other people here beside me, but they soon leave, and I prefer it like this, I love having all this home's attention to myself, and I can feel its contentment when I'm here alone as well. It's been far too long since I could relish in this feeling of belonging, too long since I was spoiled like this...
With this, I have nothing else to say about my home, so I'll ask you politely to leave.
I've been wandering homeless far too long in a house very far away. Now I'm returning home away from any house and I just want to fall forever in this haven.
Too bad I'll have to leave soon, an erratic traveller... But I'll always come back here, to my blond-roofed, tanned-walled, blue-windowed, warm-hearted home...
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
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