1 A/N: first fic...flames are opinions too and are well excepted.
I know, no matter how hard I try, you will always be thinking of her.
"Yuna," you would start to say, but drift away in all your words.
My mouth would always stammer, my knees would start to shake.
But now a new feeling has taken my heart...one that always aches.
My tears keep falling faster with every thought of you.
I'm dying a little easier with all this pain rushing thorough.
I guess memories can be weapons...they hurt more then anything I've felt.
Fighting demons and monsters are easier then fighting myself.
But you said you'd be with me when I face my darkest fear...
Well I'm facing it in this dark corner, and it's in this little tear.
So when I whistle, will you still run for me like you said?
Because I'm whistling now, but the response is still dead.
Rikku is a sweet girl who is sure to make your heart melt.
But never forget about me, the one you left all by herself.
By the time the whistle kisses your ears, I will already have lost to this knife.
This world wasn't meant for living, because I lost you in my life....