Disclamier: I don't own Xemnas, Demyx or anyone from kingdom hearts. But I do own Delmy. :]
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"I'm taking my time."
As she always did, making sure to not to be early; but fashionable late.
Her sliver locks and Golden eyes sheilded,
like gaurds at the palace gates, gaurding the princess from the world outside.
"I'm trying to leave the memories of you behind,"
Turning to the light tan dresser, her reflection showed in the smugeless mirrior.
Picking up a stick of eyeliner she pulled at her bottom lids, rolling the pencil over it swiftly.
Placeing the make-up down, she frowned at the self taken picture of herself and a mullet head.
"I'm gonna be fine,"
Thats what Delmy Superior told herself everysingle morning.
"As soon as I get your picture right out of my mind."
Her slender digets wraped around the top of the silver plated frame, and with great forse,
slamed down to the dresser.
"I wanna feel the way you make me feel,"
More then less.
That's the ammount of her mental break downs,
and times a day she needed help to make it out alive.
"When I'm with you,"
A sharp crack was heard, shortly after the thought of how it was before the current day.
Peices of glass hit the floor with a clang, blood driping from sharp edged cuts.
"I wanna be the only hand,"
With out a twinge of pain, the 15 year old girl sighed disapointed.
pulling her hand away form the now broken mirrior, she frowned,
Curling her digets into a tight fist, blood began to ozze from her grasp.
"You need to hold on to."
Leting her head drop she choked back tears.
"But every time I call,"
Turing away from the dresser in her ratherlarge room,
She stared at the cordless black phone, nestled in it's holder.
"You don't have time "
Sharp laughter, like daggers tearing through cloth.
"I guess I'll never get to call you mine,"
Walking past her desk towards the door, a glance at the desktop screen.
The same blonde man, the same mullet hairstyle she came to love.
But without her. Another women, blonde, pale, and beautiful.
"Youre nothing at all!"
Echoing screams, throught the castles walls that never was; or would be.
Anger rippling throught her, just as the cars lapping the track at 100mph.
A gentel overcast of clouds, quickly trowing into a full out thunderstorm, and growing.
"I know theres a million reasons why I shouldn't call."
And Delmy knew it well, he moved on.
She couldent.
"With nothing to say,"
Her thoughts rang. Griving the memories where there wasent somthing they dint say.
"Could easily make this conversation last all day."
She wouldent, let it all go.
The record of there conversations stuck on repeat,
playing non-stop inside her head.
"Another lesson I didn't get to learn."
The bedroom door banged loudly as it was slameed to a close.
Just like her heart.
"Youre my obsession,"
"We can be friends, but I think that's all it will ever be."
She couldent live with that, it was past friendship and love.
"I've got nowhere to turn"
Her daddy owned a dealership, and the world was his.
But nothing was valid to her anymore; She was alone.
"I wanna be the one you hold on to..."
A swaying back door; a shadow jumping a back fence.
And a lone cry of pain, as the world dashed out from under neath her feet.
Falling into an abyass of pain and dispair, nothing would hold onto her any longer.
There was nolonger anything to hold onto, Delmy died that unfaithfull cruel night.
Alone, scaryed, doomed, and broken hearted.