Disclaimer: Tenoh Haruka and Kaioh Michiru were created by Naoko Takeuchi. I do not own them; I just used their characters to write a work of ficction. The words written and the feelings expressed here do belong to me, so please give me the proper credit if you choose to use this for anything.
Haruka's POV
My days aren't my own anymore. My thoughts drift away to the familiar face, the eyes full of untouched innocense, the voice full of dreams of a future with a fairy tale-like happiness. All our hopes and plans for a life together, disappeared into nothing in just a few minutes. All the hours spent smiling, sharing memories of our different pasts; they are just happy memories of what we had and what I'll probably never experience again. Someone I could trust and talk to, finally found but lost once again after a period of mortal time.
Together, we spent hours that felt like centuries, days that seemed to stretch like multiple lifetimes. I feel as if those meaningful moments will be lost with the memories that my forgetful brain will soon erase from existance. I can only remember her voice while it haunts my dreams.
I live my life as normally as I can, trying to go on on my own, while her mortal body slowly decays under the earth. Those beings we are grossed out about kiss the gentle flesh that not only belonged to herself, but to me as well. Those lips I kissed with such passion, the same ones that spoke tender words while I was down. The eyes that will never again open, closed for all eternity by the weight of the dreamless sleep. The fingers that carried one of the pair of rings, the symbols of our promise, now lay lifeless across her chest. Her legs, the ones that always carried her while she ran to meet my embrace, they will never hold her weight again. Her ears, which always listened to my problems and my few loving words, won't even listen to my cries at night.
With her innocent eyes, is she looking at me right now?
With her sweet lips, is she trying to kiss my fears away?
With her soft hands, is she still looking for ways to wipe my unshed tears?
Will the heavens allow her to watch over me, the one who probably damned her soul?
Was our love such a terrible sin?
Has she forgiven all the times I forgot to say "I love you"?
I know I'm too late now. No matter how many times I cry at night, she will remain there, unmoving.
Author's notes:
These are actually my thoughts. They came to mind a few months after my girfriend's death. They came to me while waiting for a class at university. I wrote them on one of my notebooks, not really sure if I was going to do something with it, other than keep it with the rest of the letters we exanchenged throughout the years. I ultimately decided to express my feelings (omething she often told me I should do) by posting it here, as a fanfic about Haruka & Michiru.
Although it does not say its about Haruka & Michiru (Aside from the big and obvious 'Haruka's POV' at the beggining), I couldn't really imagine any other couple who could've felt the way we did or have a love like ours.
If you have someone you love, let them know, either by words or actions. Cherish that person, value their existance until the very end. You never really know how much you will miss somebody after their gone.
