PRETEND
normal disclaimer applies
sometimes it's just easier to play pretend.
(A.U) SORETTE
gift for mikkimikki223
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She could almost remember his eyes.

They were the same cerulean blue as yours.

She could almost remember his smile.

It was silly and goofy, a copy of yours.

She could almost remember the harmony they made when they laughed.

The beautiful harmony was exactly as when she and you laughed together.

You reminded her, reminded her of him.

Maybe that's why she is in love with you, hero. Maybe that's why you can't get her out of your mind. Maybe that's why you love her.

Maybe that was the reason you chose emerald eyes over amethyst, brown locks of hair over red, chose to get over the other girl.

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He could almost remember her eyes.

They were glittering violet, unlike yours, but held the same innocence.

He could almost remember her smile.

It was calm and caring, much like yours.

He could almost remember the unison he made with her.

Almost like the melody you two made when he did something absurd or stupid.

You reminded him, reminded him of her.

Maybe that's why he is in love with you, darling. Maybe that's why you can't get him out of your mind. Maybe that's why you love him.

Maybe that was the reason you chose eyes you didn't know instead of ones you knew, brunet spikes instead of blond, chose to get over the other boy.

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Admit it; they were never truly in love.

He reminded her of the beautiful blond boy that was gone from her life; she reminded him of the gorgeous redhead that was lost at sea somewhere.

His blue eyes were never the eyes she fell in love with, they were too distant to her. Her green eyes were never the eyes he grew to love, the innocence they held was different.

Stroking his brown locks, they feel unfamiliar to her touch. Brushing a thumb over her cheek, the sensation alien to him. Their lips would touch, yet everything would seem so wrong.

To cuddle against each other, hold hands, give kisses and false hugs made them go on with their lives. Their worlds didn't shatter, yet. They both clung on to what they both had left: the haunting memories of their significant other.

The lies comforted them both, made them feel complete. They would talk on the phone for hours just to hear another voice. He sounded like him, she sounded like her. Untrue confessions of love would be told, and broken hearts would seem healed for but only a moment.

So they continued to play pretend.

foot-notes;
i suck. this shouldn't have been angst, i was totally aiming for romance but i guess i went off track. x3 i know i should have put naminé but i don't see naminé as kairi too much. olette's personality is more similar to kai kai's.