Author's Notes + Disclaimer: I don't own FF X, and suing a middle-schooler won't get you much money.
This is a poem from Tidus about Auron, right after he finds out Yuna will die fighting Sin.
Each time I draw a breath,
My feeling becomes clearer,
I know that it is wrong,
To look at your raven hair flying in the wind.
When you place your hand on my shoulder,
Or smile, even just a little,
In response to a statement of mine.
All those times you protected me,
Saving me from death more than once,
While I keep the hope,
That I am more than an obligation.
Every single night I dream,
That same bittersweet dream,
Of your arms encircling me,
Holding me in a tight embrace.
Sweet, because I want it
With all of my heart,
Yet bitter, for it is only that,
A dream, and not real.
Your strength never falters,
While you are hiding everything,
Not showing how you feel,
As though emotion has been numbed.
I wonder,
Can I be the one to help you feel again?
Can I have that hand,
Touching my cheek in the softest of caresses,
As I have so longed for?
May I be the one to break your shell?
To help you with the grief,
Which started so long ago,
Yet has driven you forward?
Will your lips ever meet mine,
In the tenderest of lovers' kisses?
Will you ever feel for me,
What I feel for you,
Or will you always hold me away,
Embracing instead your sorrow?
Will I never have what I desire?
Will your fingers never run through my hair?
Will I never have those lovely eyes,
Look into mine, full of love?
Is my love doomed to die,
Or will you help me save it,
So we will never have to be alone?
May I never, ever touch your hair,
And feel it as silk,
Running soft through my fingers?
Can you ever love me?
I joke and laugh, hoping to see your smile,
Sometimes, for a fleeting moment, succeeding.
The devastating secret,
Which had remained hidden,
Will take away someone dear,
And if I cannot find a way,
Isn't it better not to be alone,
Or must you suffer yet again?
While we travel on a journey,
Which will end in destruction,
Part of me prays we will not make it,
For the thought of leaving you,
Turns blood to ice in my veins.
While we walk, silently,
Can I only hope?
Can I only long?
~owari~
This is a poem from Tidus about Auron, right after he finds out Yuna will die fighting Sin.
Each time I draw a breath,
My feeling becomes clearer,
I know that it is wrong,
To look at your raven hair flying in the wind.
When you place your hand on my shoulder,
Or smile, even just a little,
In response to a statement of mine.
All those times you protected me,
Saving me from death more than once,
While I keep the hope,
That I am more than an obligation.
Every single night I dream,
That same bittersweet dream,
Of your arms encircling me,
Holding me in a tight embrace.
Sweet, because I want it
With all of my heart,
Yet bitter, for it is only that,
A dream, and not real.
Your strength never falters,
While you are hiding everything,
Not showing how you feel,
As though emotion has been numbed.
I wonder,
Can I be the one to help you feel again?
Can I have that hand,
Touching my cheek in the softest of caresses,
As I have so longed for?
May I be the one to break your shell?
To help you with the grief,
Which started so long ago,
Yet has driven you forward?
Will your lips ever meet mine,
In the tenderest of lovers' kisses?
Will you ever feel for me,
What I feel for you,
Or will you always hold me away,
Embracing instead your sorrow?
Will I never have what I desire?
Will your fingers never run through my hair?
Will I never have those lovely eyes,
Look into mine, full of love?
Is my love doomed to die,
Or will you help me save it,
So we will never have to be alone?
May I never, ever touch your hair,
And feel it as silk,
Running soft through my fingers?
Can you ever love me?
I joke and laugh, hoping to see your smile,
Sometimes, for a fleeting moment, succeeding.
The devastating secret,
Which had remained hidden,
Will take away someone dear,
And if I cannot find a way,
Isn't it better not to be alone,
Or must you suffer yet again?
While we travel on a journey,
Which will end in destruction,
Part of me prays we will not make it,
For the thought of leaving you,
Turns blood to ice in my veins.
While we walk, silently,
Can I only hope?
Can I only long?
~owari~