XI. Light:Holy

"We live in a beautiful world"
-Coldplay

I can't say that I don't miss it. Not in the least. But I just wish people would understand... it's better here. It's a fresh start, a new day, and trouble free - guaranteed. Hehe. It's kind of funny how you can make the Lifestream sound like it's some sort of beach resort. Just sit back and feel the warm summer breeze playing at the sand between your toes!

Really, though. I'm happy. I wish they could know that for sure. I've felt their pain, and the only thing that comforts me is the fact that they'll join me someday and realize how pointless all that pain actually was. Well. Not pointless. There's not a word to describe it that won't make me sound catty, so I'll just say... they'll get over it. It'll all just wash away.

You might think that conflict would leave with the rest of it. No. There's still certain ties that are left unkempt, certain feelings that are never quite fixed. But they'll understand that even when there's things left unsaid and undone, all the joy they experience at the same time is simply overriding. It has no parallel.

True... I'll admit I'm torn between wanting my love to join me and wanting him to stay where he is. The tension I left behind in the physical world will undoubtedly seep back in, just a bit, enough to make conversation unpleasant at times. She... she'll be here one day, too... and don't get me wrong, she's great! It's just that she reminds me of a small portion of him that will never be mine. Him and her, he and she... all too simple for names to be mentioned... hey, look at the grand scheme of things.

I'm happy, truly happy, and while things are about to get a little more complicated? It just adds to the excitment. Who knows. Maybe one day it'll be better again. Maybe we'll end up together, floating along in a stream of contentment. If not, I can live with what I have. Always did before, after all.
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A/N: I hate Aeris. She's a slut and she's too damn happy. Let me just say... I don't stand behind even one sentence in this entire passage that I've penned. The whole "getting over it" thing is a daily lecture I recieve and I loathe its assumed righteousness. You guys out there who think it's that simple... tell me that when I'm bleeding in your god damn arms and we'll see how much the teenage stereotype has to do with it then.