Author's Note: Written late one night while I was working on a cosplay outfit, this monologue is based on the "what was Aya thinking as he watched the tower come down in WKG episode 12" premise.
Probably written in a journal after the moment...or perhaps it was what he was thinking of at the end of the series...
In any case...
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Do you know what you do to me? How you make me feel? Do you, in any way, understand why I love you?
I'm not sure you can, but truth be told, I don't care. You were the one that always prodded me to open up, always wanted me to be what I felt I couldn't be. You were the one who always smiled at me...who I could feel always loved me even if I couldn't show you how I felt.
But now it's too late, isn't it? You're gone and Weiß--my only family since my sister--may as well think me dead.
My sister...I try to see her without her seeing me, you know, try to go back to the shop that we left, but I can't. At least she's still there...she's always there...
But you...Now I can't even see you any more.
I should have told you sooner, but I never knew how. Now I suppose I never will. You're gone...in the end, like my sister, I couldn't protect you.
And I keep on washing my hands in blood from the pain.
I'll never be something else. Without you around, I realize I'm only an empty shell.
Sayonara...Yohji...
Probably written in a journal after the moment...or perhaps it was what he was thinking of at the end of the series...
In any case...
Do you know what you do to me? How you make me feel? Do you, in any way, understand why I love you?
I'm not sure you can, but truth be told, I don't care. You were the one that always prodded me to open up, always wanted me to be what I felt I couldn't be. You were the one who always smiled at me...who I could feel always loved me even if I couldn't show you how I felt.
But now it's too late, isn't it? You're gone and Weiß--my only family since my sister--may as well think me dead.
My sister...I try to see her without her seeing me, you know, try to go back to the shop that we left, but I can't. At least she's still there...she's always there...
But you...Now I can't even see you any more.
I should have told you sooner, but I never knew how. Now I suppose I never will. You're gone...in the end, like my sister, I couldn't protect you.
And I keep on washing my hands in blood from the pain.
I'll never be something else. Without you around, I realize I'm only an empty shell.
Sayonara...Yohji...
