Brian: Just to be straight, this is MY FANFICTION, not my brothers. Don't give him any credit, I am only using his file until I buy my own computer and get an email address.

Disclaimer: Nothing to say, except that Haruhi Suzumiya and all things associated with her are a product of Nagaru Tanigawa's mind, and are in no way associated with me.

Note: Kyon's perspective

Eternal sadness

I've stared at her, with her brown hair dancing as she moved around inside the clubroom, searching for that which she can never be aware of the existence of.

I've wished that, in some far off corner of existence, there is the possibility that we could be together as one, but alas, it is not to be.

She is something no mortal being that can ever hope to lay their hands on, no matter how they desire it.

I've followed behind from afar, never being close enough to be with her, and it saddens me, but in the back of my mind, I know it is meant to be this way.

I will never be able to capture those warm lips I once pressed ever again, for she is the goddess, and I am nothing but one more follower in her avid religion.

At times, I wonder why she chose me. Was it because, deep down inside of her, she cared for me?

Whenever I saw her with the others, I would always repeat those words, and it is what kept me going as strong as possible.

But alas, those questions will always remain unanswered, as I walk to my school in the dark of night.

I wish that she could love me, that I would once again be able to capture her lips in a kiss, as we share a passionate embrace, symbolizing our love for each other.

But no matter how much my frozen heart desires the thawing warmth of her touch, it will never be, and I will remain as cold as ice like on the days before we met.

So no matter how large my hunger that only her warm lips can satiate is, we can never be together, whether in this world, or the next.

In those short few hours I spent with her in that monochrome world, she was mine, and I was hers.

There was nothing more that I needed, just to be alone with you for the rest of my life, forever alone with god herself.

But no matter how I wished to stay, I sacrificed it all to save the world from destruction.

I have now arrived at the place I have the greatest memories of, the Literary clubroom. I look around this place, remembering all the fun times we had together, with this room being a dictionary to all we've ever known together.

I walk to the computer and sit down at it, remembering all we went through with it. I open those special files that no one knows of once more, and delete them permanently.

And now, I place this note on your desk to remind you of how much I care about you, and how I regret this decision I am forced to make.

And now, I say farewell to you,

My goddess,

My Angel,

My Beloved,

Haruhi Suzumiya.

And I push the window open, revealing the cold, night air. I climb up on to the windowsill, and I take my first step into a world of darkness, an eternity without you, and, above all, a world of eternal sadness.

Signed, Kyon, the man to loved you to the end.

Brian: Saddening, wasn't it? Review if you feel like it.