Riku, Riku, Riku, Riku, with each mutter of my name my hand slipped more from your grasp. Riku, Riku, Riku, Riku. You uttered one last thing, 'Goodbye Riku, I love you,' with that I lost my grip on your hand and you fell into darkness.
Thanks to you I have had these dreams for over a month, dreams of losing you forever. The worst part is you aren't there beside me when I wake up. We sleep in separate beds now you are afraid of my touch, my kiss, my hands, my lips, but worst of all you can't even look me in the eyes. Why did you leave me? You knew I loved you, yet you ran off with her, the girl with flaming red hair. Your eyes once bright, sapphire blue, are now a dark, cold midnight sky.
I miss your touch, the feeling of your soft lips on mine, how I would hold you in my arms and we would read books… together. I still love you so much, so to see you like this is hard, painful, and like a death sentence given to an innocent person. So even though it may seem as though I'm okay, I feel like my heart is in a million pieces and when I'm with you, even just talking, they are slowly fixing themselves properly. My hands once not able to pick up the pieces of my heart are now not just picking them up but helping them piece themselves back together to fill the once empty hole in my chest.
I love you Sora, never forget that…
