I don't know your pain, or your sorrow. I wish I did. I wish I had gotton to know you better. I wish...I wish that I had given you another chance, that maybe, I was too hard on you.
Everyone's here. All of your childhood friends...and me. I'm here too. They warned me, they whispered that I wouldn't be able to handel it. After...after what happened so many years ago. But I can, I can handel it, I'm strong! I'm strong.....so strong...
Yeah right. Who am I kidding?! I'm a chicken, a wuss. I'm so scared, so alone. No one understands me right now. They think that I've finally lost it, that your death was the last straw. They think that maybe I'll use my powers to try and get you back. I don't think that I'm to that stage. Yet.
It hurts so bad. Oh god the pain! It's ripping my heart into pieces that are falling to the ground. My heart is bleeding, and the blood is washing over my nice, perfect black shoes. It feels like someone is trying to kill me. Please whoever you are, just get it over with. Stop torturing me...
No one understands what I saw in you. But I saw into you, deep inside your soul. I saw all of the pain and hate that you had been through in your deep eyes. Your eyes whispered your secrets to me and soon, so did your tongue. And I listened. I smiled when things got tough and hugged you when they were worse.
Remember when you told me that your mother died. Even though she was your adoptive mother, she cared about and loved you. I was there with you when you shed that tear for her.
And in return you were there for me when my father refused to give me any money and demanded that I be a proper young lady. You took me in and gave me a home in your small house in Balamb.
Your eyes...your hair...that beautiful smelling cologne you always put on...your smile...
I think I loved you. I think I still do.
And because I love or loved you, I have to let go. I have to remember the good times and forget the bad.
The day you tried to kill me...the day you kissed me...sitting under the moonlight, outside of Balamb...pulling me away from my friends, a gunblade at my throat....watching you from afar, fishing with Fujin and Raijin...seeing you for the first time in years...hugging you...kissing you...a romantic dinner in Deiling City....
Rest in Peace, my dear...Seifer Almasy.