Aeris I will never get over your death.
The pink sinking through the loveless blue.
Your hands in prayer, ripped apart in pain.
And when we met –
the sun and the moon and the stars exploded
and I was instantly terrified that I would lose you.
Why did I bring you along?
Your pink dress, so impractial for travelling, for chocobo riding!
And how I loved to watch your adorable struggle!
The stupid, useless wish I'm left with,
that I would have arrived in time to save you.
That sinful steele saber haunting all my nightmares –
piercing through my very mind in moments I can't predict.
I'm screaming for you, Aeris, at the top of my lungs.
I smell you on my hands in the middle of the night –
every molecule that ever flowed from you crowds my senses –
the blood, the blood most of all is on me!
Like a lonely, ignorant animal crying for its mate
my mind can't grasp that you won't return.
Fuck forgetting.
Everywhere I go I see your pink swaying just ahead, out of my reach.