Sometimes…
VOCALOID – 02
By: Chi~
Disclaimer: I don't own except the tears I have trying to roll down my cheeks. ;_;
A/N: My first drabble. I've been listening to music box versions of Vocaloid songs…and it turns out they sound a lot sadder that way. I got inspiration to this so…
I hope you like it…
Read ½ to see the snow.
Sometimes…
Is there really a way to stab someone in the heart without a knife?
I used to believe that wasn't possible. But, I guess I needed a wake-up call. I understand now…more than anything.
Sometimes…
Nothing lasts forever, right? I knew this before…but I never thought it would be us.
I never thought…it would be you.
But what can I say now? You've said it all and I understand. There's nothing else to do. There never ever would be.
Things come to an end.
We stand in the slowly falling snowflakes, under the sky that seems to know how my heart feels. You smile lightly up to me, looking all the more beautiful with your pale skin but flushed cheeks and tip of your nose from the cold. Your scarf, one that I bought quite a long time ago for you (do you even remember?), is bunched up around your neck and you hold your hands covered by mittens to your lips, breathing onto them. I look off then, breathing out softly as I just stand in front of you with my hands in my coat pockets and absolutely nothing to say.
What can I say, really? There's nothing left to tell you. You've told me enough.
I breathe softly, watching as "smoke" leaves my lips and I blink off to a woman helping her child with her mittens as they wait for the same train you're about to get on. We can hear it in the distance.
You lightly stiffen and I feel the dire need to turn back to you and tell you to just…at least stay with me. One more day.
But…no…you wouldn't want that…and perhaps I think I do. There's nothing to change that. Nothing at all.
You tell me "thank you" for taking you to the station and waiting for the train with you – even though it's so cold. You tell me to have a good life and you tell me to take care of myself. I want to just walk off because telling you that I can't do that without you, will only make you cry, upset, frustrated…and I'm just too tired for that. I don't want any more of it.
And so, feeling that I ought to tell you something before you walk out of my life forever, I murmur softly to you as the train gets closer, "You, too."
You sigh and look off, like you were disappointed about those words or something. What did you want me to say or do? I've done enough. All that should have been good enough for you…
Is how much I love you.
But, I guess…sometimes…that doesn't last forever either.
Yep. "When Love Ends for the First Time" is the theme I used for this. :o I'm surprised I didn't make it run over. Yay for me! X3
I hope you liked it and played the music box version of that song as you read this. Until next time…