You can have the Keyblade..
You can even have the heart,
I won't ever ask about them again,
What I want,
What I need
Is the one thing we don't share.
So what if you had it first?
I need it more than you..
You know what I'm talking about..
Selfish.
Yeah, that's what you are, you just want it-...
No, I shouldn't say 'it'
It's not fair for me to call her an it
I know..
I have the 'other' I can hear you say it, but
It's not the same..
She's not the same.
Even though I lust for her,
I can never love her,
Least not the way I feel for her original.
I can't choose a fragment over a whole.
A taste was all I ever had,
To turn an inheritedtrait...
Into a dirty obsession..
I'm sorry, but she had me when she said our name.