The first person who ever said I would never be happy was me. I've said it to myself since before I can remember. Well it's true.
Today it is hot. Very hot. I always get uncomfortable in the heat. It reminds me of when I was younger, and let me tell you now that is not a nice thought. Endless trekking through a mirror world overrun by monsters in the blistering heat. Sitting here always reminds me of that....
.....It reminds me of him too.....
.......He seemed so young, but he was never any younger than me. He seemed to still know nothing of his surroundings, yet he knew more than I ever would. He was there from the beginning yet he never saw himself as anything to it. It was just his presence that kept the others sane.......
.....I guess I just saw so much glamour in the whole thing.....
.....No matter how much respect I received as an individual from anyone, I always thought I was keeping it from getting to my head.....
.......I guess I was wrong......
........I don't know how much he thought about it after the gate closed. My brother always thought it would open again, but I don't know if he really knew why, when, or how. I knew though. There had to be a reason for two of the digidestined to be younger than the others. There had to be some kind of maximum age right? Well now I know that isn't exactly true, but then I was clinging to anything that might mean we would have to go from the beginning again. I would be there from the start this time........
.......And I would be with him......
.....Well it might be hard for you to imagine but that's all right. I was young at the time, but I still felt something special for him. Isn't it true that light is a symbol of hope........?
.........Thats what I feel now anyway........
.........And now it's too late....
...This heat is terrible. It feels like suicide to be outside in the light. Even inside it is scorching my skin, burning through to my bones. I can almost feel them shrivelling inside me, cracking into dust...
....I'm an adult now, I'm working for my living, I'm all right......
....I'm alone, alone in this blistering heat. There's no where left for me, no where for me to go, no one to tell me its okay, no arms to fall into. No arms could hold the burden that I am, the plethora of memories engraved in my mind. The memories of him, and how he held me back from everything I could have been. He could never understand what I was saying, he could never listen....
...It doesn't matter. As long as he's happy, wherever he is, it'll be okay.....
...Wherever he is....
Today it is hot. Very hot. I always get uncomfortable in the heat. It reminds me of when I was younger, and let me tell you now that is not a nice thought. Endless trekking through a mirror world overrun by monsters in the blistering heat. Sitting here always reminds me of that....
.....It reminds me of him too.....
.......He seemed so young, but he was never any younger than me. He seemed to still know nothing of his surroundings, yet he knew more than I ever would. He was there from the beginning yet he never saw himself as anything to it. It was just his presence that kept the others sane.......
.....I guess I just saw so much glamour in the whole thing.....
.....No matter how much respect I received as an individual from anyone, I always thought I was keeping it from getting to my head.....
.......I guess I was wrong......
........I don't know how much he thought about it after the gate closed. My brother always thought it would open again, but I don't know if he really knew why, when, or how. I knew though. There had to be a reason for two of the digidestined to be younger than the others. There had to be some kind of maximum age right? Well now I know that isn't exactly true, but then I was clinging to anything that might mean we would have to go from the beginning again. I would be there from the start this time........
.......And I would be with him......
.....Well it might be hard for you to imagine but that's all right. I was young at the time, but I still felt something special for him. Isn't it true that light is a symbol of hope........?
.........Thats what I feel now anyway........
.........And now it's too late....
...This heat is terrible. It feels like suicide to be outside in the light. Even inside it is scorching my skin, burning through to my bones. I can almost feel them shrivelling inside me, cracking into dust...
....I'm an adult now, I'm working for my living, I'm all right......
....I'm alone, alone in this blistering heat. There's no where left for me, no where for me to go, no one to tell me its okay, no arms to fall into. No arms could hold the burden that I am, the plethora of memories engraved in my mind. The memories of him, and how he held me back from everything I could have been. He could never understand what I was saying, he could never listen....
...It doesn't matter. As long as he's happy, wherever he is, it'll be okay.....
...Wherever he is....
