"Whipsers of love on the midnight breeze..."
She lay awake in her room with the window swung open, letting in the night breeze, as the old grandfather down the hall chimed off the hour. Midnight. Another sleepless night thinking of her lost love. He had gone. Gone back to his selfcreated hell in the old mansion, saying how if he stayed he would only hurt her. He left. But I still love him. The young brunette girl reached out her open window, the rain that had just begun to fall down kissing her outstretched palm. The sky cries with me tonight, as I send you my whispers of love on this midnight breeze...
He lay in the open coffin, his window open to the fresh rain as it kissed the earth outside quietly. A gentle breeze washed through the dark room, and he thought he had heard her melodic voice as the air carried past him. "The sky cries with me tonight... as I send you my whispers of love on this midnight breeze..." Exiting his open casket, he strode to his open window, watching the tears from the sky hit the drowned earth. Her tears... He, too, reached out his hand to the falling rain, whispering back to where her voice rang from, The sky then cries with me, as well, for I am mourning for your affections. And now on this rain soaked breeze, I send you also, my whispers of love...
"I love you, Vincent..."
I love you too, Yuffie...