In accordance with usual ritual of admiration, Kazuha walked next to Heiji as they made their way to school. She looked at him with infatuation, which was seemingly unrequited.
I feel it everyday
It stays…the same
Its dragging me down
And I'm the one…to blame
She hated herself for being so weak. How could she do this to herself? She would ponder thoughts of this nature throughout their walk until, as always, they arrived at the school and her attention was temporarily redirected to different subjects. Such was the norm, for her.
Over and Over Over and Over
Over and Over Over and Over
I fall for you I try not to
After school, the two best friends would make their way back home. Just the words "best friends" were piercing in her thoughts because it reminded her that the relationship they shared was nothing comparable to what she wished it was. Every time she looked into his all-to-familiar green eyes she was faced with the sickening reality that all she wanted stood before her, yet he wouldn't even look at her. Not the way she wanted him to anyway; not with the same eyes she had for him
Over and Over Over and Over
Over and Over Over and Over
I fall for you I try not to
Over and Over Over and Over
Over and Over Over and Over
You make me fall for you You don't even try
When she returned home, she could do nothing but fall face down onto her bed and sulk. She cried deeply into her pillow; today had been more debilitating than usual. She felt weak: her eyes, her arms, her legs, and her heart. She felt as if just the smallest push could completely shatter her. And yet she found herself recalling all of the good times and Heiji shared: all the bickering, the crime scenes and even the "Aho's". She remembered all the reasons that she had fallen in love with him in the first place.
So many fights that I can't get out of my head
I try to live without you every time I do I feel dead
She knew that he was too valuable to her as a friend to lose. She blatantly refused to risk the bond they already shared, even if it meant annihilating herself internally. And yet, she couldn't help it. No matter how much it hurt her, no matter how much she knew he wasn't worth it, she was still in love with him.
I know what's best for me
But I want you instead
I keep on wasting all my time
"I may love him" she thought "but that doesn't mean I have to sob here alone while I wait for him. I need to do something for myself. I need to attain my own happiness, without him." She had resolved to seek out another man, one who would love her the way she loved Heiji. And in time, she hoped she might even grown to love him to and forget about all the pain Heiji had caused her. All the anguish she had been a victim to courtesy of her best friend. All that he had done to her, and he hadn't the foggiest idea.
Over and Over
Over and Over
You don't even try…to