Being second

by SoulsFire (PulsingSoul)

Part 3

Thanks for the great reviews, but if you want me to make this to a story (I´ll make Shinichi and Shiho a couple, and describe their oh so monotonous life with the Black Organization on their heels ), you should send me more reviews! SN 1987 A, I can´t wait to read your new chapter! Thanks again, bbye!

Dear Ran,

fairly ironical that I write to you after all this years, is it not?

You must be wondering why exactly I am writing this letter, and I will not hesitate to tell you.

Once you said to me . . . you would always be second to my cases. You were wrong, you were never second to my cases, you were second to my heart, the same heart you broke all those years ago.

Life is short. Nothing lasts long, and today I still wonder what would have happened, had I chosen to stay and change your mind.

I no longer wonder.

What is meant to be, will be. And our love was meant to be only the childish pure first love, nothing more than a bittersweet memory, which I will always treasure.

But you can´t live your life on memories, you can´t live your life, knowing you always were just second, because as stupid as it sounds, everyone deserves to be first, at least once, for one second, and maybe, if they´re lucky, for more.

I am writing this to you, to tell you, good luck! May you find the one who will see you as first, may you fall in love, and be as happy as I am now.

Good luck,

Shinichi

She read the letter, over and over again, and yet . . . he had said something which made her wonder.

everyone deserves to be first ...

Her own words. But what if she had been wrong?

Yes, Shinichi, she thought, but what if being second was all you were supposed to be? What if, there was no one there who you could be first to?

Now more than ever, she realized, she could have been happy. She could have perhaps changed him... perhaps she could have become first in time .

But all these were just ... possibilities. perhaps, perhaps, perhaps...

People cannot live just with the illusions of what might have been. Either it is, or it is not. Dreams are always nice, but only some of them are meant to become reality. Life is short, and we have to live it to the max, we can´t just sit around and wait for things to change on their own, or to come to us on their own. We have to fight for them.

No one is meant to be second. Only you make yourself second.

Think of it this way, in a world with billions of people, you need to find just one ...

On the other hand, being second is not that bad.