Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, or the songs "It's so hard to Say Goodbye
to Yesterday." Or "Beside You." They belong to Boyz To Men, and Tal
Bachman, respectively.
// - thoughts
It's so hard to Say Goodbye to Yesterday
Amara, the emerald eyed nurse, helped Yamato into an empty room, that had bee set up especially for him, she had moved his belongings there, telling him that he'd stay there until the morning. Yamato, to distraught and empty, could not disagree; he simply closed his eyes. Seijin Amara searched her purse for Yamato's phone book, his brother Takeru, had brought it to her two days ago, he had placed stars beside all those she should call. He knew then what would happen, and she promised to shoulder the burden of breaking hearts and hope. Walking on those silent slippers she made her way to the phone, calling those on the list. Each new number dialed, she'd pray that an answering machine would come chiming in. It was easier to deliver the news that way, at least then she wouldn't have to hear the low throat whimper. The sound of a piece of someone's heart breaking, and dying.
After finishing the phone calls and making sure that someone would be there for Yaigmi Hikari, she wiped away her newest tears and headed back for room 515, where the young Yamato was sleeping away this day of goodbye.
She entered the room with her cat like stillness, and sat in the solemn gray chair, that was beside ever hospital bed. Slow melodic music entered her ears. //He must have turned on the radio.// As she watched the young man take roughs breaths, sobs still escaping ever after Morpheus claimed him, she allowed her own sobs to be drowned out by the music.
How do I say goodbye to what we had?
The good times that made us laugh out weigh the bad.
I thought we'd get to see forever, but forever's gone away.
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
// Such an appropriate song//. The overcast day, that threatened to lead into a stormy night, made good on its promise. Rolling thunder could be heard in the distance; and the soothing tune of rain could just be heard over the radio. Amara took the fragile hand of the pale angel in her own. She gently stroked her thumb over the skin.
I don't know where this road is going to lead.
All I know is where we've been, and what we've been through.
If we get to see tomorrow, I hope it's worth the wait.
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
So much had happened, and she witnessed courage she never thought existed. First when Yamato came out to thank the staff and actually comforted some of the nurses; who cried rivers on him, he held in his tears, and soothed their troubled hearts. Then when she made her last phone call, to one she thought would be the hardest. Yaigmi Hikari, not even waiting for her to say moshi moshi, simply said thank you for watching over Taichi, and not to cry. Tai was happy.
And I'll take with me the memories,
To be my sunshine, after the rain.
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
And I'll take with me the memories,
To be my sunshine, after the rain.
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
Seijin Amara leaned down, allowing her forehead to rest on Yamato's soft hand. Her shoulders screamed at her to cease her tears, but her sobs would be vanquished. So she stayed at Yamato's bedside, waking him from nightmares, watching tears fall, and hearing him cry out to the world through those red rimmed eyes, why? She stayed until the storm passed, she stayed until the digital clock flashed 8:00 am at her, she stayed until Yamato awoke, allowing the small blond a shoulder to cry on, and she stayed until Takeru came for his brother. Not once did her tears fail her in falling, not once did her lips not quiver; not once did her heart not break. She watched as the almost carbon copy of Ishida Yamato walked Yamato out of the room. Holding him up, saying soothing words of hope. And after that Tai's sister Hikari wiped her tears that fell, away. "Don't shed tears for them, they shall be reunited." That smile, that light from the young child lulled her to sleep. And 'twas on that same bed she slept, until her tiny blue cell phone in it's orange covering rang, with the answer to prayer.
Throughout the passing years
all the world seem ever changing
We share the smiles and tears
Of life, with love that's so far ranging.
And after all is said and done
I'll be the one beside you
I'll be your love and loyal friend
Until the end, beside you.
Ishida Yamato slowly made his way into bed. His body screamed in pain from aggravated bruises, but he paid them no mind. The only pain he felt was that of a constant beep, that cried out in his mind. His heart twisted and lonely incurable tears slid down a pale, taunt face.
Yamato lifted his hand to the pillow that lay beside him, not eight days ago was Taichi lying there telling him about the time he accidentally super glued himself to the teacher's chair. It had been a prank that the class was pulling on a substitute, unfortunately for Tai, the principal walked in, and well two hours later Tai was short one pair of pants; and as punishment, had to go though the rest of the day in a pair of "Kiss Me" boxers that his mom had brought back from her trip to America. Matt allowed a small sob full laugh out, as his hand caressed the silk covered pillow. Blue silk pillow cases,, Tai's favorite color. "They remind me of your eyes." Crystal after crystal made a home inside the fabric of the pillow.
He slowly replaced his hand for his face. Inhaling the residing icy cologne as though it was oxygen to drowning lungs. More crystals. //Tai!// His heart sank deeper into his chest, bleeding blood that could never be replaced, expect by one poofy haired, goof ball teddy bear. //Oh I miss you.//
Yamato would never forget that day. //Yesterday……Tai// At 12:02 am, the on call staff entered the sterile death filled room, declaring the time and date of the death of one Yaigmi Taichi.
Love. Yamato closed his eyes, relaxing into their bed, listening to the music. Yamato closed his eyes, and when he awoke, chocolate orbs stole his breath away, the melodic tune still playing in his heart.
Each flower bends with time
Each leaf descends with every autumn.
But you and I will find
Our love won't die or be forgotten.
And after all is said and done
I'll be the one beside you.
I'll be your love and loyal friend
Until the end, beside you.
When you and I are gray
When youth is gone and life is dimming.
I promise you that I'll stay
Beside you, like we were beginning.
And after all is said and done
I'll be the one beside you.
I'll be your love and loyal friend
Until the end, beside you.
It was a fitting day with rain singing a lullaby in its gentle pitter- patter. Buried under a weeping willow, the cool black stone, spanning the width of two grave, simply read: "Not able to be here, but to love in a heart dear." Yaigmi Taichi died by ignorance, and Ishida Yamato died by love. And if you close your eyes, and open your hearts to the wind, you can hear to souls, forever and eternally bound, whispering sweet words of love.
Until the end, beside you.
Owari.
Ok, so there ends the story. I'm really disappointed in this ending. I hate my writing skills. They suck. Oh well. Maybe next time, they'll be better.
~Yanagi~
// - thoughts
It's so hard to Say Goodbye to Yesterday
Amara, the emerald eyed nurse, helped Yamato into an empty room, that had bee set up especially for him, she had moved his belongings there, telling him that he'd stay there until the morning. Yamato, to distraught and empty, could not disagree; he simply closed his eyes. Seijin Amara searched her purse for Yamato's phone book, his brother Takeru, had brought it to her two days ago, he had placed stars beside all those she should call. He knew then what would happen, and she promised to shoulder the burden of breaking hearts and hope. Walking on those silent slippers she made her way to the phone, calling those on the list. Each new number dialed, she'd pray that an answering machine would come chiming in. It was easier to deliver the news that way, at least then she wouldn't have to hear the low throat whimper. The sound of a piece of someone's heart breaking, and dying.
After finishing the phone calls and making sure that someone would be there for Yaigmi Hikari, she wiped away her newest tears and headed back for room 515, where the young Yamato was sleeping away this day of goodbye.
She entered the room with her cat like stillness, and sat in the solemn gray chair, that was beside ever hospital bed. Slow melodic music entered her ears. //He must have turned on the radio.// As she watched the young man take roughs breaths, sobs still escaping ever after Morpheus claimed him, she allowed her own sobs to be drowned out by the music.
How do I say goodbye to what we had?
The good times that made us laugh out weigh the bad.
I thought we'd get to see forever, but forever's gone away.
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
// Such an appropriate song//. The overcast day, that threatened to lead into a stormy night, made good on its promise. Rolling thunder could be heard in the distance; and the soothing tune of rain could just be heard over the radio. Amara took the fragile hand of the pale angel in her own. She gently stroked her thumb over the skin.
I don't know where this road is going to lead.
All I know is where we've been, and what we've been through.
If we get to see tomorrow, I hope it's worth the wait.
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
So much had happened, and she witnessed courage she never thought existed. First when Yamato came out to thank the staff and actually comforted some of the nurses; who cried rivers on him, he held in his tears, and soothed their troubled hearts. Then when she made her last phone call, to one she thought would be the hardest. Yaigmi Hikari, not even waiting for her to say moshi moshi, simply said thank you for watching over Taichi, and not to cry. Tai was happy.
And I'll take with me the memories,
To be my sunshine, after the rain.
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
And I'll take with me the memories,
To be my sunshine, after the rain.
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
Seijin Amara leaned down, allowing her forehead to rest on Yamato's soft hand. Her shoulders screamed at her to cease her tears, but her sobs would be vanquished. So she stayed at Yamato's bedside, waking him from nightmares, watching tears fall, and hearing him cry out to the world through those red rimmed eyes, why? She stayed until the storm passed, she stayed until the digital clock flashed 8:00 am at her, she stayed until Yamato awoke, allowing the small blond a shoulder to cry on, and she stayed until Takeru came for his brother. Not once did her tears fail her in falling, not once did her lips not quiver; not once did her heart not break. She watched as the almost carbon copy of Ishida Yamato walked Yamato out of the room. Holding him up, saying soothing words of hope. And after that Tai's sister Hikari wiped her tears that fell, away. "Don't shed tears for them, they shall be reunited." That smile, that light from the young child lulled her to sleep. And 'twas on that same bed she slept, until her tiny blue cell phone in it's orange covering rang, with the answer to prayer.
Throughout the passing years
all the world seem ever changing
We share the smiles and tears
Of life, with love that's so far ranging.
And after all is said and done
I'll be the one beside you
I'll be your love and loyal friend
Until the end, beside you.
Ishida Yamato slowly made his way into bed. His body screamed in pain from aggravated bruises, but he paid them no mind. The only pain he felt was that of a constant beep, that cried out in his mind. His heart twisted and lonely incurable tears slid down a pale, taunt face.
Yamato lifted his hand to the pillow that lay beside him, not eight days ago was Taichi lying there telling him about the time he accidentally super glued himself to the teacher's chair. It had been a prank that the class was pulling on a substitute, unfortunately for Tai, the principal walked in, and well two hours later Tai was short one pair of pants; and as punishment, had to go though the rest of the day in a pair of "Kiss Me" boxers that his mom had brought back from her trip to America. Matt allowed a small sob full laugh out, as his hand caressed the silk covered pillow. Blue silk pillow cases,, Tai's favorite color. "They remind me of your eyes." Crystal after crystal made a home inside the fabric of the pillow.
He slowly replaced his hand for his face. Inhaling the residing icy cologne as though it was oxygen to drowning lungs. More crystals. //Tai!// His heart sank deeper into his chest, bleeding blood that could never be replaced, expect by one poofy haired, goof ball teddy bear. //Oh I miss you.//
Yamato would never forget that day. //Yesterday……Tai// At 12:02 am, the on call staff entered the sterile death filled room, declaring the time and date of the death of one Yaigmi Taichi.
Love. Yamato closed his eyes, relaxing into their bed, listening to the music. Yamato closed his eyes, and when he awoke, chocolate orbs stole his breath away, the melodic tune still playing in his heart.
Each flower bends with time
Each leaf descends with every autumn.
But you and I will find
Our love won't die or be forgotten.
And after all is said and done
I'll be the one beside you.
I'll be your love and loyal friend
Until the end, beside you.
When you and I are gray
When youth is gone and life is dimming.
I promise you that I'll stay
Beside you, like we were beginning.
And after all is said and done
I'll be the one beside you.
I'll be your love and loyal friend
Until the end, beside you.
It was a fitting day with rain singing a lullaby in its gentle pitter- patter. Buried under a weeping willow, the cool black stone, spanning the width of two grave, simply read: "Not able to be here, but to love in a heart dear." Yaigmi Taichi died by ignorance, and Ishida Yamato died by love. And if you close your eyes, and open your hearts to the wind, you can hear to souls, forever and eternally bound, whispering sweet words of love.
Until the end, beside you.
Owari.
Ok, so there ends the story. I'm really disappointed in this ending. I hate my writing skills. They suck. Oh well. Maybe next time, they'll be better.
~Yanagi~