Roxas was studying for exams when there came a knock at the door. He believed it was his dinner being delivered. When the door opened, Roxas backed up in shock.
"Namine? Wh-what are you doing here?"
She looked at him sadly. "Roxas, I made a mistake. Can i come in so we can talk?"
Roxas stepped out of the way and Namine entered the room. He led her to the living room and sat down. Suddenly Namine pulled out her guitar.
"I wrote a song for you. I hope you listen and understand why I'm here...
I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life? Tell me, how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier than ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up, and I know why
Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses, and I left them there to die
Roxas looked away, the pain in his eyes evident. Namine's voice cracked, but she continued on.
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December all the time
These days, I haven't been sleeping
Staying up, playing back myself leaving
When your birthday passed, and I didn't call
Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side
And realized I loved you in the fall
At this point Roxas stood and walked to the window with tears glistening in his eyes.
And then the cold came, the dark days
When fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love, and all I gave you was goodbye
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time
Namine pushed on, her voice becoming stronger as she sang.
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand
This is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time, all the time
"Roxas, I'm sorry for that night, honestly. I was scared and I... I don't know. Sorry, I'll go now." Namine quickly replaced the guitar in its case and started to leave. Out of nowhere arms wrapped around her from behind.
"Where do you think you're going?" Roxas asked huskily. "Don't think I'll let you get away this time."