This is just a very short P.O.V. on Cloud from Tifa's perspective. I'm not a huge Cloud/Tifa shipper, but I prefer it to the Cloud/Aeris pairing. Anyhow, this is one of my first pieces of fan fiction that I rediscovered whilst looking for an article on Stalin. I don't expect it to get any reviews, but I thought I'd put it up anyhow. Characters copyrighted to Squaresoft
.:Dearly Beloved:.
You will never know how much I care for you for I will never speak it. You will never know of the endless nights I've spent awake thinking only of you.
The sad reality always sets in...
My feelings are unrequited, yet I cannot ignore, nor can I discard, what I feel anymore. The absence and the years without you have been a living hell, impossible to endure, more so when the night veils the sun.
Surely you can understand? I know... I know how you feel about her; how you would go to Hades and back to gaze upon her face once again. Please, know that I would do the trip a dozen times if it meant you would look at me the same way,
All my dreams, day and night, have revolved around you, for you alone are in my thoughts. You alone haunt the darkest recesses of my subconscious. You alone are my everything...
The moment we first embraced, I found a comfort in your arms. Your kiss coursed through me bringing such an indescribable warmth to my once cold lips. The moment you went away, the coldness returned and created a void within my heart. This void, this thick, black void only widens when I think about your love for her.
Others have tried to take your place within my heart, but they have all tried in vain. For only you can pull that knife out from my heart, the knife you plunged deep when you set your beautiful eyes on hers.
Everyday the emotions, no, the love I have for you grows stronger, but as it grows it is instantly choked by the cold bitterness I harbour inside me.
Desolate.
Devoid.
Empty.
Yes, emptiness is the only feeling coursing through me now. And the warmth; the warmth that you had blessed upon my starved lips, now freezes for each day that we are apart.
I love you... but I'm afraid to love you.
