Always, Makoto
Dear Haruka-san,
I cannot help but think of you as I gaze at the beautiful pale blue heavens
above.
The first time I saw you, I was struck with awe at your calm, mysterious
motions; the sense of coolness in your voice; the secret in your eyes. I must
admit, however, that when I first laid eyes on you, I thought you were a boy. And
a very cute one at that! I hope that does not offend you, Haruka-san. Forgive me
if I seemed a little lovestruck; the others are often commenting on my various
crushes. Even though you weren't the boy of my dreams, you were nothing less than
what I hoped you'd be. A skilled fighter, a fun friend, exciting, devoted... a
great person to spend a sunny afternoon with. I wanted so much to be like you,
Haruka-san. You are such a great person; the woman I want myself to be. A red
scarf in my closet is a token of that.
Don't let me decieve you. I was not only drawn to your physique. Your
manner caught my attention as well. You have wonderful humor, but know how to be
serious when certain matters are discussed. Like our fate. It is difficult
fighting a powerful negative force; having limited help; able to trust no one.
Even now I am amazed at how well you and Michiru-san held up through it all. I
feel very privledged to have you as a team mate. The very grounds quake as you
ward off enemies with a passion unlike any other. You are quick with both your
fists and your mind; a quality I wish were mine. That I admire about you, Haruka-
san. Being physically strong is something anyone can achieve through some hard
work, but being emotionally well off is something different. Thank you for being
that way. Thank you for being yourself. Our dear Haruka-san.
If ever I am to meet my soul mate, that one person in life who means the
world to you, I hope he is nothing less than the kind of person you prove to be.
Sincerely,
Makoto
Dear Haruka-san,
I cannot help but think of you as I gaze at the beautiful pale blue heavens
above.
The first time I saw you, I was struck with awe at your calm, mysterious
motions; the sense of coolness in your voice; the secret in your eyes. I must
admit, however, that when I first laid eyes on you, I thought you were a boy. And
a very cute one at that! I hope that does not offend you, Haruka-san. Forgive me
if I seemed a little lovestruck; the others are often commenting on my various
crushes. Even though you weren't the boy of my dreams, you were nothing less than
what I hoped you'd be. A skilled fighter, a fun friend, exciting, devoted... a
great person to spend a sunny afternoon with. I wanted so much to be like you,
Haruka-san. You are such a great person; the woman I want myself to be. A red
scarf in my closet is a token of that.
Don't let me decieve you. I was not only drawn to your physique. Your
manner caught my attention as well. You have wonderful humor, but know how to be
serious when certain matters are discussed. Like our fate. It is difficult
fighting a powerful negative force; having limited help; able to trust no one.
Even now I am amazed at how well you and Michiru-san held up through it all. I
feel very privledged to have you as a team mate. The very grounds quake as you
ward off enemies with a passion unlike any other. You are quick with both your
fists and your mind; a quality I wish were mine. That I admire about you, Haruka-
san. Being physically strong is something anyone can achieve through some hard
work, but being emotionally well off is something different. Thank you for being
that way. Thank you for being yourself. Our dear Haruka-san.
If ever I am to meet my soul mate, that one person in life who means the
world to you, I hope he is nothing less than the kind of person you prove to be.
Sincerely,
Makoto
