Not Meant to Be

Would it kill you to love me? Apparently, it would. Because you love Kairi, don't you? Yeah, you love Kairi, and not me. Everybody loves Kairi… And I'm just non-existent in your world. But don't you know that you're the only thing in my world? You're my everything.

You only ever thought of me as a friend. I realized that when you asked me… When you said… "I like Kairi, but I don't know how to ask her out." My face fell, I knew it. But you didn't even notice, because you were too busy thinking about her. I went home early, and I cried. So I drew… Yeah, I drew about fifty different pictures of you, and sobbed over them all. I thought myself utterly shattered.

I want you to love me… And I guess you do, just not in the way I constantly hope for. That special way of loving someone, you reserve for Kairi. You only love me like a friend, but I love you more than that. The story of my life; love that isn't meant to be. I'm not good enough to be with you…

So I live on as nothing more than your friend. Knowing me, I'll probably spend my whole life yearning for that something else, even knowing that I can't have it. I'm far too weak that way.

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I needed to get out of my room. The atmosphere was stifling and I felt like I was suffocating. Glancing out the window, I noticed that the moon was beautiful. Drawing on the beach… That was something I was up to. Besides, moonlight inspired me.

Mmm… The fresh air was wonderful. Flipping open my sketchbook, I began to draw. My hand flew about the page, and a rough sketch of him began to appear. Yeah, him. Riku. It was kind of surprising to find that I was fully able to draw him from memory now.

Out of the shadows came a single word. "Naminé?"
I gasped. What was he doing here? "Ri- Riku?"

"What are you doing out here so late, drawing?" I could practically feel him getting closer.

"Um, yeah, drawing." Why couldn't I come up with anything better to say?

"You're so talented, Naminé. Who are you drawing? Can I take a look?"

"Ack!" Panicking, I snatched my sketchbook away. "N- no, I'm not done yet…" My excuse sounded terrible, even to my own ears.

"Okay. Is it alright if I stay here, though?"

"Yeah, s- sure."

Pregnant silence hung between us. After a while, he lay down on the sand. I just kept quiet and looked at the moon. How could I say something like that to him? I bet he hates me… Not really thinking, I lay down, too. My cheeks immediately began to burn, but if I moved, I would just seem even stupider, so I continued to lie there.

"… Naminé?" Suddenly he was propped up on one elbow, looking at me with a quizzical expression. "Are you mad at me?"

"What? No, no, silly." I couldn't bring myself to look at him. "Riku, you don't… You don't have to stay here if you don't want to. I'm sure there are better things you could be doing right now."

I could feel his eyes on me. For a second, it seemed like he could see right through me, right into my soul. Still I looked away, up at the moon. I didn't want to start blushing like an idiot… although it was a bit late for that.

"Yeah… I guess you're right." All of a sudden, he was leaning over me. I felt his lips brush mine, light as a butterfly. The next second, he had gone, fading into the darkness.

"Bye…" The word hung in the air, shimmering and echoing as it slowly melted away.

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