rlm@2: a story of 
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rlm@2: Tomoyo's Love
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rlm@2: by that that walrusy guy you all know and love[tehwalrus@gmail.com]
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rlm@2: It started off with a dove and the expression that it made on the face of 
rlm@2: Tomoyo's love. Sakura smiled brightly as she watched the bird with happiness 
rlm@2: plain writ upon her cheeks, a picturesque moment Tomoyo would cherish for 
rlm@2: weeks. And yet there was sadness there, not in Sakura's but Tomoyo's own. Both 
rlm@2: the girls have grown from the small children you have known, but as far as 
rlm@2: Time's wings have flown they have done naught to heal pains in hearts depths 
rlm@2: unknown.
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rlm@2: The day is black and white in Tomoyo's eyes, with a spray of pink surprise, a 
rlm@2: feeling of love she feared was all lies, but if Sakura knew, if she would only 
rlm@2: realize... but where would Tomoyo then be? In Sakura's arms or thrown out the 
rlm@2: door? Nay, such insecurity she needs must ignore, she must play it safe with 
rlm@2: her love, hide, cage it safely inside so Sakura could not see accidentally. And 
rlm@2: that was hard. Sakura brought it welling forth with a single word or look, even 
rlm@2: the most simple sight. And thus Tomoyo swayed back and forth, heaving sighs of 
rlm@2: delight or sitting silently in Sakura's light, fearing she might put it out and 
rlm@2: be alone in the night... her heart, the site of many a battle, her Reasoning a 
rlm@2: stalwart knight to push back the overwhelming tide of uncertainties and doubts 
rlm@2: that comes blazing forth to try and open the cage's door, to make certain she 
rlm@2: could hide her love no more, to push her feelings to the fore, for good or ill, 
rlm@2: and then wait and see if her heart was beating still or dashed upon the cold 
rlm@2: hard floor.
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rlm@2: To put a word of her loving forth... it is more than Tomoyo's life is worth. To 
rlm@2: say those simple words, a task more monumental than all else for she must fight 
rlm@2: herself and Tomoyo did not even know which side of the battle she cheered.
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rlm@2: "Tomoyo-chan? Are you okay? You haven't said much since we've come, and it was 
rlm@2: your idea to watch the birds in the park."
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rlm@2: She had invited Sakura here indeed, for she knew she must soon decide, step 
rlm@2: over that great divide, she must choose the winning side. For she had not 
rlm@2: forever, that hope had died, she must either take to Sakura's side or be 
rlm@2: roughly shoved aside and be left behind. Syaoran Li and a few like him chased 
rlm@2: after Sakura's magic, and while the mess it made of thier lives was tragic 
rlm@2: [poor Meilin, to have told and been given such a shoulder cold, though I'm sure 
rlm@2: she still expects to be the one beside him when they are old] and while they 
rlm@2: were better than the new crowd who wished only to have the beauty who broke the 
rlm@2: mold, none sought her heart to cherish and hold, so perhaps it is a must for 
rlm@2: Tomoyo to be bold and do just that, to keep it warm from cold, to love forever, 
rlm@2: Sakura close to hold...
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rlm@2: Sakura was one who loved foremost, and she gave it to all unknowning and 
rlm@2: misunderstanding, misrepresenting her emotions to those most dear to her, 
rlm@2: strength as fear, respect as love... How could Tomoyo know where she stands? 
rlm@2: And so.
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rlm@2: "Sakura-chan... I love you."
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rlm@2: And so the dove, in it's simple flight unfolds the complexities of love. But of 
rlm@2: course it is not finished yet, not the end but not even the start, Sakura's 
rlm@2: understanding does not fly straight as the dart. So the waiting is even more 
rlm@2: painful for the one most heavily involved as what she had resolved turned out 
rlm@2: not so easily solved.
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rlm@2: "Of course Tomoyo-chan, I love you too. You're my best friend."
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rlm@2: A shake of the head... Tomoyo despairs at how this will end.
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rlm@2: "I love you Sakura. I fall asleep thinking of you, spend the night dreaming of 
rlm@2: you and wake, eager to go and see you. I meet you and I am lost in you, I 
rlm@2: follow you, the wonderful girl Sakura, for the day until I must dreadfully part 
rlm@2: with you for another night, to dream of you again. I love you."
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rlm@2: Sakura was not stupid, her sight merely didn't detect certain things, those 
rlm@2: lines of string that connect people to each other. But to have them spelt out 
rlm@2: was to have them revealed, and a haze from her sight was peeled. Tomoyo's 
rlm@2: eccentricity was removed... it was a love, intense and burning inside the pale 
rlm@2: girl. She had hoisted that love as a sail and let it unfurl, that even Sakura 
rlm@2: might see it.
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rlm@2: Sakura searched for a sail of her own, examining things she had left alone, 
rlm@2: never truly dwelling on these thoughts. And yet, just as Tomoyo had explained 
rlm@2: she had thoughts the same of her friend.
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rlm@2: "Is this love? Tomoyo-chan... I feel the same for you. You are the anchor of my 
rlm@2: life, the thing that it centers around. I see a beautiful bird, and I think 'I 
rlm@2: wish Tomoyo was here to see this with me' or a hundred similar things..."
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rlm@2: And so Sakura told herself true to Tomoyo, fighting back all those insecurities 
rlm@2: and letting the love shine through. And yet Sakura was unsure and did not 
rlm@2: understand what she thought, or what was thought of her... was that love? She 
rlm@2: didn't know, she never knew... Tomoyo always helps her though, with such 
rlm@2: things, and Tomoyo is here, saying this is love.
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rlm@2: They lived, mostly happy much of the time, for a while, together, their spirits 
rlm@2: mingled for ever and ever.