Quickly...
That's how every thing is done.
So quickly, some people don't even realize it happens.
I remember the first time I laid eyes on her, her beautiful auburn hair glistening in the sunlight filtering through the window, her emerald eyes shining and dancing as I walked over to her, and bought the first flower I ever paid money for, solely from her.
Can't for the life of me remember what I did with it, but our meeting was over quickly.
No, I lied. Not every thing is quick.
But I imagine I'll get to that eventually.
Oh, her beauty bewildered me, sparking and shiny, all new and foreign. I loved her color, I loved her spunk, I loved every thing about her.
But again, it ended too quickly.
He killed her. He killed her. For the good of the planet, she died.
The good of the planet!
Good of the Planet!
Ha.
This, though, is the one thing I was telling you about that didn't go quickly enough.
So slowly.
So painfully.
She died, in horrible pain, blood spilling upon the ground, his sword glazed with her beautiful blood.
This is the only moment I can remember that lasted for a very long time.
She lay in pain, and I,... Could only watch, as she took her last slow, daunting, impossible breath.
For the planet...
So slowly, but now that I think about it;
now, as I sit here, so quickly.
She died, and I could do nothing.
But I got him back.
I killed him,
My love for her destroying the one winged angel.
Yes, I destroyed him, but that too, was over too quickly.
I wanted to see him die in pain.
I wanted to watch him bleed.
But it was not to be.
Too quickly.
We held a memorial for her, after it was over.
It ended too quickly.
They only remembered her for a few short hours;
hours that seemed like seconds,
when they are spent thinking of her.
Too quickly we forget.
Too quickly
It's over now.
Everyone else has moved on.
But here I am,
Still stuck,
watching the world go by me.
Too quickly.
It moves too quickly for me to catch hold anymore.
All of them, moved on.
Forgetting.
Quickly.
Painlessly.
I guess that's easier for them.
But too quickly for me.
No one thinks about her,
not anymore.
She is gone from their hearts, and he, who destroyed her, is too.
They don't remember.
I guess...
Blood washes away too quickly...
Fin.
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I thought this up while I was in the shower, and cut my finger. Strange where you get your ideas.
That's how every thing is done.
So quickly, some people don't even realize it happens.
I remember the first time I laid eyes on her, her beautiful auburn hair glistening in the sunlight filtering through the window, her emerald eyes shining and dancing as I walked over to her, and bought the first flower I ever paid money for, solely from her.
Can't for the life of me remember what I did with it, but our meeting was over quickly.
No, I lied. Not every thing is quick.
But I imagine I'll get to that eventually.
Oh, her beauty bewildered me, sparking and shiny, all new and foreign. I loved her color, I loved her spunk, I loved every thing about her.
But again, it ended too quickly.
He killed her. He killed her. For the good of the planet, she died.
The good of the planet!
Good of the Planet!
Ha.
This, though, is the one thing I was telling you about that didn't go quickly enough.
So slowly.
So painfully.
She died, in horrible pain, blood spilling upon the ground, his sword glazed with her beautiful blood.
This is the only moment I can remember that lasted for a very long time.
She lay in pain, and I,... Could only watch, as she took her last slow, daunting, impossible breath.
For the planet...
So slowly, but now that I think about it;
now, as I sit here, so quickly.
She died, and I could do nothing.
But I got him back.
I killed him,
My love for her destroying the one winged angel.
Yes, I destroyed him, but that too, was over too quickly.
I wanted to see him die in pain.
I wanted to watch him bleed.
But it was not to be.
Too quickly.
We held a memorial for her, after it was over.
It ended too quickly.
They only remembered her for a few short hours;
hours that seemed like seconds,
when they are spent thinking of her.
Too quickly we forget.
Too quickly
It's over now.
Everyone else has moved on.
But here I am,
Still stuck,
watching the world go by me.
Too quickly.
It moves too quickly for me to catch hold anymore.
All of them, moved on.
Forgetting.
Quickly.
Painlessly.
I guess that's easier for them.
But too quickly for me.
No one thinks about her,
not anymore.
She is gone from their hearts, and he, who destroyed her, is too.
They don't remember.
I guess...
Blood washes away too quickly...
Fin.
All characters copyrighted to squaresoft.
I thought this up while I was in the shower, and cut my finger. Strange where you get your ideas.
