Heya,
I need to keep this short because I have an essay due in two days and a freakin' scary amount of psychology reading to catch up on.
I just found out that Zanisha-san's birthday is today (The 7th, in case clock is sketchy. It's midnight here) and I realized that I needed to post her a story. This one isn't anything extremely awe-inspiring (I whipped it up quickly for posting sake) and I plan on writing something better for Zanisha-san once school backs off a little.
This is a special story for Zanisha-san that applies only to her. There is one character that I know she keeps in her dwelling (by means of a Teddy Bear...I think?) Anyways, the speaker is Riku and he's talking to Zanisha-san herself and mentioning that specific character throughout. I know almost everyone reading this will think he's talking to Kairi, about Sora, which is what I hoped the unaware will mistake. Those of you who know me should know that I HATE RikuxKairi, and therefore, this is not that.
Dedication: Zanisha. I thought this up this morning and finished writing it down when I got home. Riku is speaking to you, reflecting on the one person he knows has a stronger place in your heart. I hope you know who I'm talking about. If anyone else does, good for them.
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He hated it. He hated that there was something he couldn't have… something that he couldn't have a say in. He gave up everything; He lost their home, hoping to show her everything books couldn't; drunk in the darkness to gain anything…But the one thing he wanted most…was in love with the golden sands
Grains of Sand
I always knew it would come to this
I didn't want to believe it
Accept it or reject it
But I doubt I could have stopped you
It just would never come to be
I always knew you liked him better
That much was plain to see
I knew you saw me…saw us both
Hidden in the shadows
I guess his eyes were brighter
I always knew he was more interesting
Within your alchemistic cinnamon eyes
He filled your heart
With more inspiring words
I wish I could have done the same
I always knew I would lose this fight
His grin was just stronger
Along with his alluring past
Your eyes always looked to him
His stories more attracting to tell
I always knew I couldn't have you
Only to myself as a friend
His strength and abilities
Bested my hopes and imagination
I just didn't have his inner "demons"
…The ones that conquered us both…
I always knew I would lose you
To him and his powerful hand
It captured your heart and took you away
It wasn't threads that held you
But rather the golden, twilit sand
I always knew I'd never have you
That much is plain to see
I'm glad you still look over your shoulder
Once and while, and think of me
But…
…I wanted us to be…