Worshiping Chaos
Summary: It's something he's fought all his life, up until now.
Forgive my weird pairings, and listen to their story...
The world is never-ending
Age is no longer a factor
He's seen it change
Growing into something else
Something he doesn't recognize
As if he could
To come from a dying world
And then to one that doesn't know how to die
Chaos has torn it all to shreds
Whatever reality was
It's gone now
Everything he lived for
Yeul
A crumbling flower
Dying before she can blossom
Each time she's born
Lightning
He's failed her
Promised to protect her sister
And he couldn't even do that...
Serah
Always smiling
Walking with a bounce in her step
Until like all seers before her
She died in his arms
He saw it
Remembers it vividly every night
So how is this possible?
For her to be standing here before him
That same pink hair
It's just pulled to the other side
That's the only difference
One he can easily overlook
When his hands are tangled in it
As soft as he remembers
Drinking in the scent of her
"Serah," he'll whisper
After pressing a kiss to her lips
Fingers gliding over her skin
Smooth and flawless
Those eyes of hers are so bright
Not dark like in his dreams
Nightmares
She's alive again
And he'll make sure he doesn't fail her this time.