(Duo POV)
Lost again. I can't find myself. Where am I? I don't know how to find myself. No one does. I am untouchable. Even the mirror can't help this time. I look in the mirror and all I see is a hollow person-shaped shell. I stare and try to figure out what happened. The shell is beautiful…
I can't find myself. I need him…his companionship…maybe someday his conversation--but I will never get his love. He saves his emotions. He can't reach out to touch anybody…take their hand…he barely acknowledges anyone. He does seem to know who he, himself is…maybe he knows who I am too…or at least can help me figure it out.
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(Heero POV)
"Couldn't care less if I died right now--who am I? I don't know, you tell me--you seem to know everything else." The lines from the old song fit my situation. I need help discovering myself--and I know who I want help from. He's beautiful--physically and personally. He _does_ seem to have all the answers. Maybe he knows who I am. Sometimes I see him looking at me…I see him out of the corner of my eye. He stops babbling when he thinks I'm not paying attention--but I hear everything he says. I _am_ typing all the time, but I hear it all. He is beautiful. Maybe he knows…
He prattles on incessantly. Maybe someday we'll actually talk…or I'll actually talk, rather. His beauty stuns me, and I never talk much to anybody…but he's the one I want to start with. Maybe I can finally open up…and let him know what I feel…just for him.
Lost again. I can't find myself. Where am I? I don't know how to find myself. No one does. I am untouchable. Even the mirror can't help this time. I look in the mirror and all I see is a hollow person-shaped shell. I stare and try to figure out what happened. The shell is beautiful…
I can't find myself. I need him…his companionship…maybe someday his conversation--but I will never get his love. He saves his emotions. He can't reach out to touch anybody…take their hand…he barely acknowledges anyone. He does seem to know who he, himself is…maybe he knows who I am too…or at least can help me figure it out.
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(Heero POV)
"Couldn't care less if I died right now--who am I? I don't know, you tell me--you seem to know everything else." The lines from the old song fit my situation. I need help discovering myself--and I know who I want help from. He's beautiful--physically and personally. He _does_ seem to have all the answers. Maybe he knows who I am. Sometimes I see him looking at me…I see him out of the corner of my eye. He stops babbling when he thinks I'm not paying attention--but I hear everything he says. I _am_ typing all the time, but I hear it all. He is beautiful. Maybe he knows…
He prattles on incessantly. Maybe someday we'll actually talk…or I'll actually talk, rather. His beauty stuns me, and I never talk much to anybody…but he's the one I want to start with. Maybe I can finally open up…and let him know what I feel…just for him.