Disclaimer: Lovely Eiki-Chan owns nothing. Sob. Not Squaresoft, not Aeris,
not Cloud, not any other character in this story. Although.. Eiki-Chan
–does- own a mouldy piece of cheese..
"I hate you.."
I don't know if I mean it, but it feels like it. I hate you for leaving me. I hate you for sacrificing yourself just for us. I hate Sephiroth.. Its true, he's gone now, but it doesn't matter. I hate him for what he did to you. While I sit here, wondering.. "What if? What if I'd just got there sooner.. Seen what he was going to do, seen what /you/ were going to do." I blame myself.
I have a void. A void in the depths of my heart, ever since you left. There isn't a cheery smile to fill it, nor is there your tumbling chestnut hair. The wind whistles past me, and I can't help but collapse. Somewhere in that wind, I felt you. Your presence. Come back to me, Aeris.. Please. Rescue me from my lonely confines.
My life resembles a jail. The cold, steely bars keep me from you. I want to be with you. I care about the others. Tifa, Barret, Red XIII... Even Yuffie. But I don't care about them as much as I care about you. I worry, sometimes. Are you alright? I should be there to protect you. I'm your bodyguard, after all, right? I'm sitting here. Watching you. Watching your pale body at the bottom of the lake. The water hasn't decayed you.. You're still as perfect as I remember. I never had time to mourn for you. I'm sorry. Your angelic form is poised, peaceful. Your hands are holding each other, holding something to your chest. Your memories, I wonder? The smile on your face tells me I'm right.
I wish I could gaze into your eyes again, and get lost, like I did before this all started. In the emerald depths of your love. To feel your silky- soft hands caress my cheek. But.. You're so cold now. Slowly, I wade into the depths of the lake. I remove the knife from my belt. Aeris.. Please forgive me for what I'm about to do. Slowly, I press the blade to my left wrist. The cold steel slices through my skin. I grimace, but I can take it, knowing that I'll be with you soon. I cut vertically, up my arm, to help the bleeding. Feeling drowsy, I remove the knife, and start with my right wrist. Again, I slice a fine cut up my arm, through my cursed veins. The water begins to turn red. Slipping into the warm grasp of unconsciousness, I sink. I sink through the water, and I lay to rest. Beside my love. My being. Beside Aeris.
"I hate you.."
I don't know if I mean it, but it feels like it. I hate you for leaving me. I hate you for sacrificing yourself just for us. I hate Sephiroth.. Its true, he's gone now, but it doesn't matter. I hate him for what he did to you. While I sit here, wondering.. "What if? What if I'd just got there sooner.. Seen what he was going to do, seen what /you/ were going to do." I blame myself.
I have a void. A void in the depths of my heart, ever since you left. There isn't a cheery smile to fill it, nor is there your tumbling chestnut hair. The wind whistles past me, and I can't help but collapse. Somewhere in that wind, I felt you. Your presence. Come back to me, Aeris.. Please. Rescue me from my lonely confines.
My life resembles a jail. The cold, steely bars keep me from you. I want to be with you. I care about the others. Tifa, Barret, Red XIII... Even Yuffie. But I don't care about them as much as I care about you. I worry, sometimes. Are you alright? I should be there to protect you. I'm your bodyguard, after all, right? I'm sitting here. Watching you. Watching your pale body at the bottom of the lake. The water hasn't decayed you.. You're still as perfect as I remember. I never had time to mourn for you. I'm sorry. Your angelic form is poised, peaceful. Your hands are holding each other, holding something to your chest. Your memories, I wonder? The smile on your face tells me I'm right.
I wish I could gaze into your eyes again, and get lost, like I did before this all started. In the emerald depths of your love. To feel your silky- soft hands caress my cheek. But.. You're so cold now. Slowly, I wade into the depths of the lake. I remove the knife from my belt. Aeris.. Please forgive me for what I'm about to do. Slowly, I press the blade to my left wrist. The cold steel slices through my skin. I grimace, but I can take it, knowing that I'll be with you soon. I cut vertically, up my arm, to help the bleeding. Feeling drowsy, I remove the knife, and start with my right wrist. Again, I slice a fine cut up my arm, through my cursed veins. The water begins to turn red. Slipping into the warm grasp of unconsciousness, I sink. I sink through the water, and I lay to rest. Beside my love. My being. Beside Aeris.