I am at a loss.
My Master's rival came today;
He, the inspiration for my existence;
I met him face to face.
He ruins my Master's plans,
And that makes me hate him,
Because I wish for nothing more
Than my Master's happiness.
I am at a loss.
My Master knows not how I feel;
He thinks me mindless; incapable of love
Because I lack an odd little organ in my chest.
That is not the case;
My desire for his heart
Is not just a hunger, but a need,
But he will never be mine.
I am at a loss.
The rival wishes to take my Master away;
I know I have to stop him
No matter what it takes.
But I can't help but wonder
If my Master wishes to be taken;
After-all, I could never sustain him;
I am a cheap substitute for something better.
I am at a loss.
I threw myself at the rival today,
In order to protect my Master and his prize
Who vanished at my back, doomed to forget me.
I fought with all my might,
But still, he destroyed me;
He was more powerful than I expected;
If only I could be him.
I am at a loss.
My Master didn't care about me;
He'd have gladly given me up
To have his friend back.
I realize my devotion was unrequited;
He thought of me as nothing;
It does not matter, for now I am nothing;
But still – I'll miss him.
This, if you may not have already guessed, is through the eyes of the first heartless Sora on the ship of Neverland. I fell for him deeply, and realized that if he had a plight, it would be the most wonderful, angst-ridden story.
His speech is a little static, but that was all for effect.