I walked down the street. The wind went through my hair and sweaped my clothes, wirling, waiting...
Night.
Quiet, mysterious and cold, just as nights are used to be. Something in it, forced me out for a walk. With the grey jacket with the puffy fur that surrounded the hood, red shoes and a relieved heart I trotted. May it be...
Long.
I holded it in my hand. It slowly turned colder, I squeezed it a bit harder. It was so beautiful, so sad, so regretful... I looked up at the dark sky. I could see the moon, just above the black treetops. Shining in a golden shade, yes, golden as the eyes of them. May it be...
Care.
If I just could tell them. If I just could touch their cheek and give them a smile. If I just. A simple wish. I reached my hand out in front of me, watching how a shape took form. A grey mist surrounded, eyes shined like the sun. I was there again. May it be...
Trust.
Quiet they listened to my life. Agreed smilings and disappointed nods. Careful, like made of purest silk. The shadow of the moon changed, I was happy. The night never cold anymore. I was sad. They watched me, in their silent mist. They quiet told me to continue. Their sad smiles made me stronger. May it be...
Believe.
Time was right to say goodbye. One midnight kiss. One last sight. They were gone. Slowly I turned my eyes to the dark sky. There was no moon. Nor moonlight. The cold came creeping against my hands, holding my believe. I started my way home. Moonless night surrounded my lonley body. But I was happy. May it be... you.
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Alphonse, Edward Elric, Alfons Heiderich © Hiromu Arakawa
Fia, art, poem © Me, Hubedihubbe.
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It's actually in swedish, and I made it min school on a lession. I thought it had a lot of ideas, so I made a picture of it and... yea, translated it. It's veeery fuzzy, I know! Haha! But fuzzy things can also be pretty, right?

Oh, and I copied screenshots from the FMA movie! Exept from Fia.
Just so you don't think I'm this good. -.-'