Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist. All I own is the idea for this story.

A/N: As a heads up, I've only seen the first 4 episodes. (My friend bought the first DVD) The fourth episode is about Majhal and these zombie-like Karin dolls running around the town. Majhal was in love with Karin…Karin was by him the whole time…he wouldn't accept who she was…he eventually was killed….ring any bells? Well that story touched me so I wrote this…my first fic for Full Metal Alchemist...some stuff is made up to create more of an interesting story.

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When we were young, I lived for you.

You were my whole world.

Every laugh from your lips became one of mine and every tear broke my heart.

Did you feel the same way, too?

It pains me the answer to that question could be no.

All those times…you told me you loved me…did you really?

Or did you just love my face?

Sadly, the answers to these questions I never shall know.

When I was young and beautiful all those years ago,

I truly believed I'd finally met someone who looked beyond my physical body and into my heart.

I believed you loved me for me.

Many a time you would tell me how you couldn't buy me flowers because, "Who could produce a flower more beautiful than a blue rose?"

I refuse to believe it all a sham.

All these years I have dreamed of you.

Even when I had lost my memory, your face remained and mysteriously comforted me.

You cannot imagine the joy flooding my veins when I found you again.

The dolls you brought to life, the dolls with my young face, I believed they were the way you still loved me.

But then, you could've ripped out my heart, stomped on it, cooked it, and fed it to savage dogs and it still would've hurt less.

Less than you denying who I am.

Why…our love…I thought it…so pure…and everlasting…

WHY DID YOU ABANDON ME?

HOW COULD YOU HAVE TURNED YOUR HEART AGAINST ME SO EASILY?

But…I can never know…know why you did…because you're DEAD.

It's that easy, isn't it?

If I kill myself, only rest will come to my deserving heart.

And I will see you in hell, and interrogate you.

Yes, ask you why you betrayed me…

But no.

That's the easy way.

I will not be so weak…yes, that's it…my revenge.

I shall have revenge on you by living.

It is quite possible for me to live without you…and I will.

I am strong…

Your "Blue Rose" will live on.

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