From DDR MAX (7th Mix)
Ordinary World – Aurora, feat. Naimee Coleman

Poem from ?'s POV

A/N: This poem could be about any character who had as much as even a hinted relationship in the game, and doesn't have one now. Pick your favorite character for this role…shouldn't be character-specific. As long as it's not Colette and Lloyd, since that wouldn't make any sense. Or maybe it could…I dunno. Getting lazy…

Okay, enough of me. Please read, review, and enjoy.

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Thinking of You

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Night falls, yet again.
It is the same old routine…
I grab myself a ripe apple.
I sit in front of a picture, on my table…

It feels so odd now, saying this,
But it feels good, to live in the past…
A time when things could have happened…
A time when I had that chance…

Of course, now, it's far too late.
Love's guidance doesn't strike twice.
If only I had given it more thought…
If only I considered the consequences…

If this, if that…too many damn what-ifs…
Back then, I let my fears guide my actions.
I considered myself "too good" for love…
And I was proud of that too…the fool, I was.

As I tire, I begin to doze.
My eyelids feel like wooden shutters,
Held open by the slightest strength…
They finally give way, and I let my head fall.

I wake, and find myself still at the table.
The clock reads 9:47. Damn.
I slept for just over three hours…
So much for a nap…

Came in from a rainy Thursday, on the avenue,
Thought I heard you talking softly…

The picture before me continues to stare,
And in my groggy, sleepy vision,
For a moment, it is not a picture anymore.
And in the frame, I see you again…

I turned on the lights, the TV, and the radio.
Still, I can't escape the ghost of you…

I can see your face, still vibrant, lively,
Still so warm, in an odd sort-of smile…
You look so happy to see me…
And I smile back, reaching…

What is happening to it all?
Crazy some say…

And then, you fade away…into the frame,
Your face molding back into the lifeless paper.
I sit, alone once again…
And I let a tear fall…

Where is the life I recognize…?
Gone away…

I know that it's no one else's fault…
But that does nothing to ease the longing inside.
I can only let my mind wander,
Searching for a way out of this vicious cycle…

But I won't cry for yesterday…
There's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find…

I move myself over to my bed,
My feet lazily dragging along…
It's been so long since I did much of anything.
Anything real…anything life-like…

And as I try to make my way,
To the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive…

The picture, I realize, is still in my hand.
I place it neatly on the drawer top.
There was so much room for love then…
And I pushed it all away…why…?

Passion or coincidence,
Once prompted you to stay…
Fright would tear us both apart…

In my most precious of memories,
I still hold your warm visage dear…
That warm smile, that friendly hand,
And most of all, those soothing eyes…

Well now, fright's gone out the window,
'Cross the rooftops, run away…
Left me in the vacuum of my heart…

The picture is my best friend now.
It is the closest thing to you that remains…
I guess you could say that it's pathetic,
How I could be reduced to caressing a picture…

What is happening to me?
Crazy some say…

But I have been lonely for far too long now.
Despair has already consumed me…
And I am no longer a rational being…
I can only hunger…suffer…and hope.

Where is my friend, when I need you most…?
Gone away…

Sometimes, I still see you coming to my home…
Walking through my door, embracing me warmly…
Sharing a nice cup of coffee and chatting,
Reminiscing on old times…

But I won't cry for yesterday…
There's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find…

And then, I wake up. It was another dream.
At first, it really made me cry…
I wanted you back here, with me…
But now…I feel so little. Too many times…

And as I try to make my way,
To the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive…

The dreams are all repetitive now.
They no longer make me feel warm, or fulfilled…
Because I know them by memory already.
Nothing ever changes…not even myself.

-(Musical Intermission)-

I lie quietly upon the bed.
Another exhaustive day…
Another restless night…
But I am used to it now. This is my life.

But I won't cry for yesterday…
There's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find…

Perhaps someday, you'll come back…
You'll be there to help me repair my soul,
Like so many pieces of broken pottery…
And you'll help me glue them all back together…

And as I try to make my way,
To the ordinary world,
I will learn to survive…

What am I saying…you're not coming back…
Not to my home, and not to me.
Heck, I wonder if you even remember me…?
After all, twenty years will take its toll on the mind…

Before I know it, I find myself standing,
Waiting…outside of a building…?
No, this place…I know it too well.
The hotel at Altamira…we stayed here before…

I hesitate…but then, I realize…
None of this is real, is it?
All the better for me…I am back in the past.
I am back where I have wished to be for so long.

And there, inside, by the reception desk,
You stand…smiling…as if you were expecting me.
I can only follow, as you lead me…
To the elevator, and then up…

You take me to the top floor, the roof…
And there, we go to the edge, and look over.
The sea is beautiful. So vast…so full of life…
And you stand beside me.

"What a wonderful sunset…" you say…
And I reply, "It is…it is…"
"…Do you even remember my name…?"
Huh? Wait a minute…this isn't right…?

I turn to you, my companion…
Your face, your body…begin to fade…
Again, you ask that taunting question…
And again, I cannot answer, for the life of me…

I never wanted to forget…I never wanted to…
I strain, racking my brain, for anything…
Anything that could help me remember…
Nothing. My mind is as empty as my soul.

There's no excuse, really…
I let a tear go, as I say, dejectedly,
"I can't remember…I'm sorry…"
And I feel despair flood me once more.

And then, you ask me…
"Do you even remember your own name?"
"Of course I do!" I shout back…
But as I am about to say something…

I lose it all. My memory…my memories…
And, so help me Martel, I cannot remember…
I do not remember the name of this place…
I do not even remember my own name…

It feels like a cold shiver has rooted in my spine.
I can't even tell myself what place this is…
Or what it is I came here for…
I only see you before me now…and fading fast.

I do the only thing my mind lets me do.
I throw myself into your arms…
And the next moment, I see myself falling.
You have faded away…and now, I am going to die.

As I see the yellow of the sand approaching,
I feel the wind peel against my face, burning it.
I feel loose tears dragged away by the air's current…
And as I am about to hit the ground…

Only one thought fills my head.
I finally remembered your name, as well as mine.
You smile at me…and I smile back.
"I remember now..." I reach for you, one last time.

"Your name is…"

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owari.

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