Disclaimer! I don't own Kingdom Hearts! Otherwise Pence would've gotten some more screen time and some more lines.
only the wind...
I was always the one that faded into the background. Never remembered, but always there, I guess you could say. In the pictures where we'd document our moments together, people would see Roxas's bright blue eyes or Hayner's confident smile, but never me.
But she saw me. She never lost sight of me. When I'd feel as though the shadow cast by Hayner and Roxas was suffocating me, she'd reach out and save me from drowning. She was my lighthouse as I tossed around on a stormy sea, desperately clawing at the slick mast in a futile attempt to save myself. My thoughts may have wished for a quick and painless death, only to be contradicted by my ever-slipping hands. And just when I'd feel like letting go, her voice would waft into my mind and my will to live would return to me once more.
She kept me hanging on. Her soft smiles in my direction as Hayner spoke to the group, the way she looked at me when Roxas handed out sea salt ice cream to us—all of it gave me some glimmer of hope that maybe I wouldn't fade out of people's memory. Least of all, hers.
And to me, that was more than I could've ever asked for.
As time melted away, I realized that this attachment I felt towards her was stronger than I had expected. She had my heartstrings wrapped around her little finger, and she didn't even know it. And she kept tugging and tugging at them until somewhere, between the shopping trips I accompanied her on and the time spent watching the sun set on the clock tower, I had fallen irretrievably in love with her. She had come into my life and in doing so, she became my life.
People come into your life for a reason. She gave me support and helped me back to shore as my grip around the mast finally let go. She gave me the will to stay afloat and a reason to live. And for that, I was eternally thankful to have met someone like her.
But there comes a time when all things must end. The sun must set, the seasons will change, and guardian angels have to go back to heaven. None of these are things in the control of humans despite the strength of will or the determination possessed. Things simply… end. And without either of us doing anything wrong, she brought my hope of a life with her to an end.
"… I'm getting married! He wants you to be the best man!"
Yes, I was angry. Yes, I was heartbroken. But when people come into your life with a reason, and that reason becomes clear to you, what you must do for them in return reveals itself as well. I realized that my need for salvation had been met. She had kept my head above the water and now I was simply basking under the sun. Her work was done, and now it was time for her to leave. While I had given her everything I could give in hopes that she would feel the same, I now stand at the alter, my heart heavy. Tears are in the eyes of many, thoroughly disguising my reasons for lament.
It isn't me she is giving her hand to.
It isn't me she's spending her life with.
It isn't me her heart chose.
But love is about giving. Love is about sacrifice.
It's because I love her so much…
Even though she can never be mine now, her happiness is my happiness.
A/N: Here's an angsty one shot that I just had a random urge to write. (I really gotta stop listening to K-drama OSTs… ^^') Anyone figure out the deeper meaning of the title?