Quistis awoke, alone in her bed. 'Seifer must have left already' she turned to her right and saw a note addressed to her. Quistis tucked strands of hair behind her ear before she opened the note up. She read it again and again, shocked by the words she read.
Dear Quistis,

There is so much to tell you, yet some I am not ready to say. But what I will say in the letter will not sound like me. I love you a lot Quistis but I have to leave. I cannot stay in a place where everyone thinks that I am going to kill the whole world. Humph I sound cowardly. My dear Quistis think of my leaving as a personal mission I must complete. I don't know when I shall return, but I promise I will. Again I say, I love you Quistis, with all my heart. I shall end this letter with a poem:
I looked up at the stars above me
I looked at the earth below me

I look as far as the eye can see

But all I see

Is a vast wasteland

I looked at the ground below me

And in the stars above me

To find a place to be understood

Love always,

Seifer

P.S yes I /did/ write that myself, /instructor/

'He's.gone?' Quistis felt a tear slide down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away when a knocking came from the door.

"Quistiy!! Hurry up! You sleepy head!!"

Quistis knew it was Selphie; she just didn't want to deal with her hyper activeness. "Selphie." she said as she opened the door "I'm a little.busy right now. I'll talk to you tomorrow"

"Ooh." Selphie chuckled "busy with /what/?" she chuckled more; Selphie was so self amused, she didn't noticed that Quistis closed the door. About 2 minutes later she said "Hey!! Quisty!!" about five more minutes of pounding on the door, Selphie gave up.

**
'Oh Seifer' Quistis sighed 'You never cared what people thought, why care now? Did they ridicule you that much?' She looked around the room, and then walked to her desk. She sat down and got out a piece of paper.

Dear Seifer,

I don't know why I am writing this letter, you probably wont read it. Seifer, I would never think of you as a coward, you have been braver than all of us. I didn't know you could write poetry! It's wonderful! Well Seifer I too shall end this letter with a poem:
I remember

The last time we spoke

If I knew it was to be the last time we spoke

I would have told u everything

Everything in my heart

Everything in my soul

Everything on my mind

But I did not know

So we spoke of silly things

I told you nothing

I didn't even say goodbye

I hope for one more conversation

Just to tell you everything

Love,

Quistis

P.S. I wish I /could/ have told you everything, but maybe I'll save it for your return, I shall try to stay happy so the others wont worry but. well lets not think about that! And I too did write the poem!