Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts.
A/N: I wrote something, finally, oh my god, it's a miracle! While I haven't really fulfilled any of the requests I've gotten just yet (keep them coming guys, I'm working on them), this little drabble, if you wanna call it that, was floating around in my head for awhile and so here it is. I don't think it's my best, but, hey, it's something. Also, the title isn't a spelling error, it's a song by Grandaddy (most of my stories are usually named after songs, go figure). So, with everything else being said, and nothing else left to say, I hope you like it.
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Chartsengrafs
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It is said that I was birthed from nothing, because I am nothing.
Rather, I was something. A vessel that turned into nothing, if that makes any sense at all. I exist, and yet, I don't. I am not alone, and yet I am. For even though they're others like me, those who possess the same level of existence as I, all of us, like those who are something, reflect on our existence differently.
Some of us choose to believe that we're still whole, trying to live as our former selves once did. Others simply acknowledge the fact that we've just become lesser forms of who we once were, and deal with it on their own terms. But when it comes down to it, no matter how much we may pine for more, we're all the same—incomplete.
Law dictates that existence is defined as a state of living, a continuous state of being. If that is true, then I would be dead, right? My supposed lack of heart, as they call it, that wouldn't mean anyway, would it? Even if we weren't meant to exist, aren't supposed to exist …the matter is, that I do exist no matter what anyone tells me. And so despite what fate may dictate, or law, or theory … we do exist, and yet we don't. What we have is real, and at the same time it is not. We're a walking, breathing, paradox.
One, some day, we might just break.