Note: Wow! Has it been that long since I've written to this story? Well, you're going to be surprised who is the next person thinking about Aerith.... Vincent? If you read on, you'll understand why. Since I do plan on making everyone think of Aerith, to remember who she really was and how she changed the people around her.
Chapter 6 - In him I saw myself
Silence.
Deep silence.
All I could hear was the blade slicing through the small, fragile body and for a moment I saw the face I never dreamed of seeing again.
For that moment, I saw her...
Lucrecia.
Deep in my soul, I could feel it as well. I could sense her presence as the body of the only girl who has touched me so much with compassion and acceptance falls on the ground in the arms of the man who loves her even more.
His hair changed from the colour I knew a long time ago.
Black.
Then his clothes changed into a suit- a past that I have never forgotten all these years.
Blue.
I saw me.
I saw myself that was once innocent and pure, holding Lucrecia in my arms as she begins to fade away like a dream.
In him I saw the tears that I cried when I saw my beloved closing her eyes.
In him I saw my heart burning and my soul shattering to pieces when I felt her unmoving body against my own.
In him I saw the willingness to clench my fists in anger, my heart filled with vengeance and violence for the man who killed the one who touched me.
Aerith- a pure innocent rose, her petals now picked off one by one by greedy hands.
She dies in the arms of the cool, green earth, the one whose roots and pure soil grew her into the beautiful flower she was.
In him I saw myself, feeling the guilt over her death, telling myself that I have failed her.
I have failed to save her from death.
I have failed to keep the nightmares from her mind and the dark clouds hovering over her angelic form.
Aerith- the angel that walked the earth and changed our lives.
She accepted me, just as Lucrecia had done.
She saw my soulless body, just as Lucrecia had done.
In him I saw myself.
In him I saw the man who cried out to the heavens and wished that it were I who had taken her place.
In him I saw myself.
GoodGurl: You must be wondering where I have been all this time... well, I have been here, but I have been REALLY busy lately so, please understand. This was short, along with the collection of my other poems. I hope you enjoyed this one as well. Please r/r thank you!
Chapter 6 - In him I saw myself
Silence.
Deep silence.
All I could hear was the blade slicing through the small, fragile body and for a moment I saw the face I never dreamed of seeing again.
For that moment, I saw her...
Lucrecia.
Deep in my soul, I could feel it as well. I could sense her presence as the body of the only girl who has touched me so much with compassion and acceptance falls on the ground in the arms of the man who loves her even more.
His hair changed from the colour I knew a long time ago.
Black.
Then his clothes changed into a suit- a past that I have never forgotten all these years.
Blue.
I saw me.
I saw myself that was once innocent and pure, holding Lucrecia in my arms as she begins to fade away like a dream.
In him I saw the tears that I cried when I saw my beloved closing her eyes.
In him I saw my heart burning and my soul shattering to pieces when I felt her unmoving body against my own.
In him I saw the willingness to clench my fists in anger, my heart filled with vengeance and violence for the man who killed the one who touched me.
Aerith- a pure innocent rose, her petals now picked off one by one by greedy hands.
She dies in the arms of the cool, green earth, the one whose roots and pure soil grew her into the beautiful flower she was.
In him I saw myself, feeling the guilt over her death, telling myself that I have failed her.
I have failed to save her from death.
I have failed to keep the nightmares from her mind and the dark clouds hovering over her angelic form.
Aerith- the angel that walked the earth and changed our lives.
She accepted me, just as Lucrecia had done.
She saw my soulless body, just as Lucrecia had done.
In him I saw myself.
In him I saw the man who cried out to the heavens and wished that it were I who had taken her place.
In him I saw myself.
GoodGurl: You must be wondering where I have been all this time... well, I have been here, but I have been REALLY busy lately so, please understand. This was short, along with the collection of my other poems. I hope you enjoyed this one as well. Please r/r thank you!