He never knew.
He never cared.
He never will know.
He never will care.
I've tried to tell him. Over and over. He never listened. He always shrugged me off as if I was some sort of fly.
He always treated me as if I didn't exist at all.
Well, not that I do exist, but on the other hand, neither did he.
But he always acted like he was Somebody.
I tried to tell him in every way. I tried telling him up front, I tried communicating through writing. Nothing worked. He was as emotionless as the rest, save Marluxia and Demyx, of course.
Still I wrote more. I wrote until I could write no more. I wrote about him and me – how one day, we'd be together. He didn't care. Not one bit.
He left.
"You're going against the Organization! You'll be killed!"
"No one would miss me."
He walked away. I felt myself rip in two. I could feel my hollow shell disintegrating. I could see the pieces of my world – aligned – now shattered.
"That's... not true!"
He didn't hear me.
"...I'd miss you..."
He walked away.
He never did hear me. And now he never would hear me.
I took all my letters, all my collected thoughts of the two of us – they are no more.
Let those loveletters burn.
A/N: This is the result of listening to Nightwish too much. XD;; Don't forget to review, you know you wannnnnnnt tooooooo