All... of Me

By Crimson Tears

I really have to stop eating mochi before going to bed...--... Either that or write longer fics...

"and you still have…all of me…"

She doesn't know why tears come whenever she hears that stupid song. It happens every time that song pops out of the radio. It's been 4 years already, 4 lousy, fucking years. Yeah, she's "moving on." It's been years since she moved away from the Garden. Moved away from everything that reminds her of …You… Yeah, 3 different guys a week, some doesn't even get past dinner. The job was good, sex was too. Settling down? Maybe. Yeah, then what? Kids? Retirement? Whatever. Life has no more fun in it anyways.

Going back to visit was always hard. She doesn't have anything to say anymore. Quistis wouldn't even look at her. The rest of them will always have that fake ass smile on their faces. Yeah, how's it going Rinoa? How's the job? It's the same thing every time.

When she leaves they don't even ask her to stay a little while. Why would they? A whore

Doesn't sleep in a house. They sleep with their boyfriend's best friend. And even he wouldn't talk to her. A little peck on the cheek in private. Stay for an hour. Done.

"...you haunt my once pleasant dreams…"

She still can't sleep at night. The image of him always comes to haunt her. Yeah. Him running through the rain with his gift… for her… and running so fast just to see her lying there moaning with him on top of her. Yeah, real nice image. Then the car. The car… She could have killed the driver. No not kill, ripped his balls out and let him suffer.

Suffer. God how long has she suffered.

God! Leave me alone!

It disappeared. It always disappears. But she wont ever forget it. She cant let go of him. He's been gone for 4 years. But he's not gone. Not for her. As long as her incomplete self keeps him. He will never let go of her heart and she will still live through it all…

"all of me...."

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A.N: Um, right. This is another minuted and a half wasted. Thanks for reading though, and please leave a feedback.