A/N: HI EVERYONE! So, I wanted to try a songfic! I personally LOVE this song, 15 years pursing a cute boy by Hatsune Miku. Since most or all of my viewers aren't Japanese, I translated the song! Your welcome! The main characters are Rosalina and Luigi, I love this couple, but there aren't many stories with this couple…. . They are so cute together! And I just thought that Rosalina would be cute as a lovesick schoolgirl! . I own no one and I don't own the song, but I own the poems. REVIEWERS GET TACOS! :D
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A blond girl put a note into the nearest mailbox, which read…..
Dear Luigi,
Your eyes sparkle like the crystal sea,
Your heart as wide as it too.
Your kind, Your refined, I wish you were mine,
Yes, Luigi, I really love you!
Love,
Rosalina. ( cheesy, I know! XD )
These love poems I've been sending through the mail,
I've written them for 15 years without fail
And there's still no reply,
There's still no reply
Rosalina scribbled insanely, papers scattered everywhere, all for Luigi. Licked stamps were stuck all over her desk.
The first year, I was truly a mess
I wrote each and every day with no progress
I licked a lot stamps, I must admit,
Sending you my heart's spit
Fire was burning the whole school. However, Rosalina was still writing frantically, not even noticing that her shirt sleeve caught fire. Her friend, Peach, busted through the doors to warn her, only to see Rosalina only with a tie and collar on.
The second year, I was still insistent
My classroom setting ablaze wouldn't even distract
In fact, my shirt sleeve caught fire one day,
And by the time I noticed, I had only a tie
Rosalina started to lose ideas for her beloved Luigi. She decided to publish her work online, when she suddenly realized what she wanted to do in life.
In the third year, I was feeling alone
It was so hard to write another poem
I publicized my journal online,
And started to realize a dream of mine
Rosalina soon wrote for a magazine, and quit her job to be a writer.
In the fourth year, I wrote for a magazine,
But nothing was as it had seemed
I decided to release a poem compilation,
And I quit being a business woman
These love poems I've been sending through the mail,
I've written them for 15 years without fail
And there's still no reply,
There's still no reply
Girls were screaming "ROSALINA! WE LOVE YOU!" while the guys were yelling "WHORE!", but Rosalina didn't care, she only had feelings for her darling Luigi.
By the fifth year, I was a pro poet
Women loved me- men thought that I was a harlot
But I didn't really care to be ignored,
Because you were the one whom I adored
Rosalina's whole body was in pain. She wrote so much, everything was sore and broken.
By the sixth year, my body was pain
After 2,000 poems I had to abstain
Not a single bone hadn't been broken,
Not an organ hadn't malfunctioned
Rosalina felt a lot better the next year, but lost a bit of her sanity when writing.
In the seventh year, I was again healthy
So today, I'll compare you to something
Perhaps you're like extreme ironing
Perhaps you're like a compound inner product space
Even in the eighth year, I didn't change
So today, I'll compare you to something again
You're like winning a match in a sumo tourney,
Or a receptor of AMPA glutamine
These love poems I've been sending through the mail,
I've written them for 15 years without fail
And there's still no reply,
There's still no reply
It was near midnight. Rosalina was walking home, not noticing the headlights in front of her.
CRASH!
Days later, she woke up in a hospital. A doctor walked up to her cot.
"Ms. Rosalina, you seem to have hit your head in an accident." He droned.
"Who's Rosalina?" she thought. However, when she looked around the room, she saw a single love letter on a wooden desk.
"Luigi….." she whispered.
In the ninth year, I had an accident
Apparently I suffered a blow to the head
And though I'd forgotten my own name,
I knew I loved you, just the same
For the next five years, Rosalina still had amnesia.
Even so, she still wished deeply for a reply from Luigi.
Throughout the tenth year, and the eleventh after
My memories hadn't returned
And yet, I loved you and as the days went by
All I could want from you was a reply
The twelfth year and the thirteenth had now gone by,
My memories didn't return; I wondered why...
But I still loved you;
And you were all that I had to hold on to.
Even by the fourteenth year, they hadn't returned
Each day was a frightening attack on my nerves
I just wanted to see you again
I just wanted to speak with you, my friend
The fifteenth year, she regained her memories.
"Its all coming back to me…" Rosalina murmered. Then she sobbed uncontrollably.
In the fifteenth year, my memories reappeared
I remembered it all, and I burst into tears….
"That's why Luigi hasn't replied…" she said through sobs.
…Because I remembered in a flash
That you died that day, 15 years in the past
These love poems I've been sending through the mail,
I've written them for 15 years without fail
And there's still no reply,
I don't know how I'll ever get by
I couldn't see you anymore,
But it was still you that I adored
Just when I thought I'd see you again
I had to feel the pain of the end.
These love poems I've been sending through the mail,
I've written them for 16 years without fail
And there's still no reply,
There's still no reply
…..
Me: I know, crappy…..
Luigi: Im…dead? [ tries to put hand through body ]
Me: [ sighs ] No, Weeg. Its just a story.
Luigi: Oh.
