AN: Here's a change of pace for you. This will be a happier piece, so take it to heart.
Hard times you had before you…
I knew when I first saw you…
You, girl, you've always been mistreated… cheated…
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I knew that when I first saw your eyes; your feint of a smile, you were lying. Your past was horrible and you'd been mistreated for almost all of your life.
Those times I had with you were the best in the world. Even when our lives were in danger, those were the times of my life, just to be there with you. It brought me happiness to see you smile and it brought me sadness to see you frown, but we'd always get through it.
I remember the words you last told me. That I could find you anywhere I looked; in every living things, simply because you saved it all. When I was with you, I felt like I could do anything.
I was saddened for quite a while; depressed, you might say. I had even considered suicide, but I had put that aside when I remember what you sacrificed yourself for.
When I found out that you hadn't died in the blast and had crash landed on my planet again, by happy chance, I cried. Tears of joy, of course, but you were still bawling tears of anger and sadness.
Sadness that you had almost died; that you thought you had ruined the lives around you again.
Trust me, I know that feeling. I've been down that road before.
I remember your horrid past. You're the last of your kind, and your own father tricked you into betraying us. I had a bad childhood, but nothing like that.
I look into your eyes and see the water well up in your blue orbs.
You seemed happy on the Blue Typhoon, but I knew better. They say the eyes are gateways to the soul. I've become a master at reading the soul, having come from a bad past myself. I wish there was something I could do for you, but the past lingers like a bad taste in one's mouth.
You continue to shed tears on my chest and I many more happy moments we spent together came back to me.
Such memories were like the day I protected you from the hands of death so many times. I lived for those moments, and I have a gut feeling that you did to. Those moments of fatality where we sometimes thought we were going to die, but we somehow made it through.
I never wanted to see you cry again. It irks me to see you in such a depressed state. Depression is contagious, you know. I feel what you feel. But, maybe that's just the love I feel for you.
I put my hand under your chin and lift it up. I grin weakly and you see the tears in my eyes. You muttered something inaudible, but I didn't care at that moment. "Just don't cry anymore." I pleaded you. "I'll always be here, by your side. If you call, I'll come. If you fall, I'll catch you. All I want is to see you happy, so please, don't cry."
She looked back into my eyes, albeit a little shock. She then gripped me in a tight hug, but I know that she's happy. She's no longer bawling, but she's chuckling lightly in happiness.
You laugh; I laugh.
I really fell for you, and I want you to stay happy, if just for me.
Maybe that's selfish, but then again, that's what you used to tell me.
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Don't cry, now that I've found you…
Don't cry; take a look around you…
Don't cry, it took so long to find you…
Do what you want, but little darlin' please don't cry…
