I took their smiles and made them mine, I sold my soul just to hide the light and now I see what I really am: a thief, a whore and a liar.
Everyone tries to show me sympathy about the loss of you and my grief. They tell me they know how it feels. But the truth is, they don't. Everyone around me who I love and care about is dying, most already dead. To seek shelter in my own sorrow is what becomes. I snap at them. Tell them to go away. A shell is growing around me and I am not letting anyone in. How dare I steal their happiness just like that? How dare you steal mine?
I run to you, and run away from this hell, call out your name giving up, giving in. I see you there, farther away.
I wish that I could see you. Even in my dreams you have faded. I can't take this much longer. I can't escape. I know you are close. So close, yet so far away you are. Why do you do this to me? It hurts with a frozen iciness that no one should have to suffer for a second, but I am being killed by it every day.
I'm numb to you, numb and deaf and blind. You give me all but the reason why I reach but I feel only air and night. Not you, not love, just nothing.
I know you are here. I need you. But I can't find you. I call your name. I whistle. My efforts prove fruitless. I cry. You don't know how it feels. To search like a blind, feeling around for support, and finding nothing.
I run to you and run away from this hell, call out your name giving up, giving in. I see you there, farther away.
I go to my refuge of slumber, but now it is a fitful slumber. My field of endless bliss has wilted. The wind screams at me. Even the joy I myself created died. A priest said that when I was born, Sin's spirit came in and touched me.It cursed me and made my eyes a bloody, horrible red. I have been cursed and not even in death will it be over.
Try to forget you, but without you I feel nothing. Don't leave me here by myself. I can't breathe.
I have tried many times to channel my emotions into other things. But I just feel dead. I am the living death without you. My skin has paled even more, and my eyes burn. I am a traveling sickness, plaguing everyone I see with the horrible grief and misery that comes with losing something.
I run to you and run away from this hell, call out your name giving up, giving in. I see you there, farther away.
I miss you so much. I just want to hold you in my arms and never let go. I do all I can to be near you. But with everything I try, you seem to disappear more and more. I miss you. I love you. Tidus.
