Waiting
My beloved, I miss thee so now.
I cannot accept what fate hast befallen thee.
The horror that hit thee so hard and sudden,
My heart hast broken like glass.
I recall the many nights we spent,
Gazing up at the night skies.
That was my favorite time with thee,
Sit and watch stars high above.
I recall best the spring, night air cool and fair,
Cherry blossom petals fall from branches.
I think on how they blocked the full silver moon,
And filled the air with perfumed scents.
But even more I remember thy touch,
How tightly our hands were clenched,
The warmth of thy soft lips,
Touching mine beneath the trees.
I weep, for I know no more thy love.
Thou hast gone from the physical world.
But still I remain, gaze up at our sky,
Waiting here for thee to return.
(Yuffie to Vincent after he dies)
