He Loves Me For
A Digimon One-shot
By Reikka
"What's going on here?" My math teacher asked angrily. My head shot up and little pieces of my pink hair spilled over my forehead as I looked up into his stern brown eyes.
"Ms. Taichikawa, this is the third time this week I've caught you daydreaming in my classroom. One more time and I'm going to call your parents. Understood, Mimi?"
"Yes, sir," I replied, hanging my head in shame. He didn't understand, I thought to myself. He doesn't know what this feels like. I haven't seen him in so long, so long...
I wait until lunch to think about him- think about all of them. I miss him the most. I miss his laugh, I miss his intellegent comments- even though I don't understand all of the words that are coming out of his mouth. But I miss his love the most.
It's funny, you know, how you don't know what you've got until it's gone. I heard that in a song once. Izzy didn't really like music, unless it was Ayumi Hamasaki. He always came to Matt's concerts with me, though. And his eyes would light up when I sang with Matt. He really did love me. And maybe he still does.
But freshman year, I moved to America. And it's junior year now. And Izzy never writes. I don't know what he's doing. But it's ok, because I know he still loves me. I can feel it deep down in my heart, and in my soul.
I'm not so popular here. People always pass me by, and ignore me, because they are Mary or Elizabeth or Michelle. And I am only Mimi.
But that's ok, too. Because I have friends who love me. That's true; but I heard it in a song also.
Taichi loves me for my strength. Sora loves me for my kindness. Matt loves me for my voice. Tk loves me for my stories. Kari loves me for my attitude. Jyou loves me for my gained patience. And Palmon loves me for my sincerity.
But Izzy loves me for me. And that's something special. I thank my friends for their love.
But Izzy- Izzy I thank for my life. He loves me eternally and forever, and he doesn't care how I dress or if my hair is nice; he loves me just because I am Mimi Taichikawa and I can do no wrong in his eyes. And he told me he would die for me. That means a lot.
Aishiteru, Koushiro. Forever and now.
A Digimon One-shot
By Reikka
"What's going on here?" My math teacher asked angrily. My head shot up and little pieces of my pink hair spilled over my forehead as I looked up into his stern brown eyes.
"Ms. Taichikawa, this is the third time this week I've caught you daydreaming in my classroom. One more time and I'm going to call your parents. Understood, Mimi?"
"Yes, sir," I replied, hanging my head in shame. He didn't understand, I thought to myself. He doesn't know what this feels like. I haven't seen him in so long, so long...
I wait until lunch to think about him- think about all of them. I miss him the most. I miss his laugh, I miss his intellegent comments- even though I don't understand all of the words that are coming out of his mouth. But I miss his love the most.
It's funny, you know, how you don't know what you've got until it's gone. I heard that in a song once. Izzy didn't really like music, unless it was Ayumi Hamasaki. He always came to Matt's concerts with me, though. And his eyes would light up when I sang with Matt. He really did love me. And maybe he still does.
But freshman year, I moved to America. And it's junior year now. And Izzy never writes. I don't know what he's doing. But it's ok, because I know he still loves me. I can feel it deep down in my heart, and in my soul.
I'm not so popular here. People always pass me by, and ignore me, because they are Mary or Elizabeth or Michelle. And I am only Mimi.
But that's ok, too. Because I have friends who love me. That's true; but I heard it in a song also.
Taichi loves me for my strength. Sora loves me for my kindness. Matt loves me for my voice. Tk loves me for my stories. Kari loves me for my attitude. Jyou loves me for my gained patience. And Palmon loves me for my sincerity.
But Izzy loves me for me. And that's something special. I thank my friends for their love.
But Izzy- Izzy I thank for my life. He loves me eternally and forever, and he doesn't care how I dress or if my hair is nice; he loves me just because I am Mimi Taichikawa and I can do no wrong in his eyes. And he told me he would die for me. That means a lot.
Aishiteru, Koushiro. Forever and now.