this is, like, old as old can be. meaning i wrote it in, oh, i dunno.. sometime around may of last year.
and it's too mushy for my current tastes.
but maybe someone else will like it.
It's funny, how everyone says, "Great job, Yuna. You did it. You saved Spira," when, really, they don't know the half of it. They don't know how hard the journey was, they don't know how many times I doubted myself, they don't know what I had to lose in order to win.
And they don't know that I wouldn't have been able to save Spira if you hadn't saved me. I just couldn't return the favor, I suppose. There was nothing I could've done that would've made any difference… There was no way for me to keep you here, and I realize that.
It's just hard for me to accept the fact that I couldn't save the one thing that mattered most to me.
I'm sorry… sorry I couldn't save you, sorry there was nothing I could do. I'm sorry you had to fade away. I'm sorry I never got to see Zanarkand— your Zanarkand. I'm sorry we didn't have more time together. I'm sorry I waited until the last possible moment to tell you how I felt.
But I'm not sorry that I never said goodbye.
There was never any need to. You're never really going to leave me. No matter where I go, or what I do, you'll be there, and I'm glad. Just as long as I never forget you, you'll be by my side. Which is a good thing, because I need you more than you could ever believe.
review?