Hey guys. This is a one-shot that I did because I needed to write something and I was bored. Hope you enjoy. Reviews=love
Cheers,
~R.M.A
"You Dismantle Me"
The magic never left once she couldn't see him anymore. He had drifted away, and the stars fell back into place. The brightness of the stars against the dark sky sent chills through her body, but it wasn't a scary chill. Rather, a soothing chill.
Everything was spinning. She felt so happy, but then, so alone.
"Things are gonna change now, for the better…"
The sun came up and she was standing on the sand of the shore. 'He said he would be back, he said he would come back,' she thought. Her mind whirled around with memories that almost paralyzed her.
"Images scar my mind,
Four weeks felt like years
since your full attention was all mine…"
He was always smiling when he was around her, as if he couldn't stop. She didn't want him to stop smiling. She loved it. It was contagious and she would start smiling whenever she saw him. She remembered him tripping all over his words when she asked to share a paopu fruit, and she laughed for the longest time.
"Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you…"
She remembered her telling him all sorts of silly secrets when they were little. They usually consisted of things that she knew would make him laugh ("I hate spinach!"). One day, when they were about thirteen, she remembered a secret that she told him that caught him off guard.
"I like you."
"Save me from myself.
Save me from myself.
Help me save me from myself…"
He would always hold her when she cried. It didn't matter why she cried. He would always hold her close until all of her tears were gone. One time when she was crying, he held her face in his hand and kissed her. She stopped crying immediately and kissed him back. She was walking on air for the rest of the day.
She walked to the secret place that they used to go when they were bored. She crawled through the hole and looked around at all of the drawings that they made. Most of them were done when they were just kids.
"Dismantle me down…
Repair…
You dismantle me…
You dismantle me…"
She looked to the drawing of him that she drew. He drew her right next to it. They were facing each other, smiling.
There was something new about it though.
He drew a paopu fruit between them.
"Give me time to prove,
prove I want the rest of your life…
Call this a prelude to a lifetime of you…"
Her eyes welled up with tears, but she still smiled. This was the closest thing to him that she had.
So she went to work.
"I'm the patron saint of lost causes,
a fraction of who I once believed…"
When he left, he took a piece of her with him, but as she kept drawing, she knew that she would get that piece back.
She looked back from her drawing and smiled. She drew another paopu fruit just for him.
"It's not that I keep hanging on,
I'm never letting go…"
She cried a little bit more, but still kept smiling. He would be back. She didn't know when, but she knew he was coming back.
"Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you.
Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through.
Dismantle me down…
Repair…
You dismantle me…
You dismantle me…"