How Strong Do You Think I Am
Song By: Alexz Johnson
Story By: Harmony Medley
Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel Yukiru Sugisaki does.
So, obviously, she owns the characters Satoshi Hikari and Risa Harada.
Satoshi looked helplessly at her as she screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks. The smile that usually brightened her beautiful face was replaced with the deepest sorrow he had ever seen. He looked at the floor, staring at it as hard as he could so that he didn't cry. Risa walked over to him, now mute by the strength of the tears tumbling down her cheeks. Reaching up slowly, she turned his face to hers and removed his glasses, forcing him to look her in the eyes. She let her hand drop and tighten around the lenses until the crumpled under her grasp and she dropped them on the ground.
If
I don't cry, do you think I don't feel?
If I look away, it
doesn't mean I don't see,
And just because I want someone when
I'm alone,
Doesn't mean I'm helpless, that I can't stand on my
own.
How far can we go before we break? How long can I wait?
She gazed into his eyes and silently told him everything she felt before wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him, crying into his shirt. Before Satoshi could put his arms around her, however, she let go and pushed him away. He stood there, unmoving, not knowing what to say or what to do. He watched mutely as Risa Harada, his beloved, slammed her hands down on his desk. She was sobbing and screaming, yelling everything that he had done to hurt her. Throwing his heart back in his face in tatters.
How
strong do you think I am? How much can I take of this?
Am I a
rock, or a rose, or a fist? Or the breath at the end of a kiss?
How
deep do you want to go, because I'll go there if I can,
You make
it harder than it has to be, how strong how strong, how strong do you
think I am?
Finally Risa's breathing slowed to normal and the stains on her cheeks dried. She walked silently over to the window and stared, unseeingly, onto the dark city far below. She was so confused, so full of emotion that she didn't know what to do. She turned around, took a manila envelope out of her pocket and opened one of his draws, sliding it into one of the sections before closing the draw wordlessly.
It's
so hard to tell, what's in your heart,
What you keep to yourself
is tearing me apart,
And should I be afraid, to dream about you?
And if you feel the same, what are you going to do?
How far
can we go before we break? How long can I wait?
She turned back to the window and placed her hands on it, her eyes closing. The only sound was the television in the next room and the sound of the rain against the windows. "Still silent Satoshi?" She shook her head and bit back the tears that threatened to fall once more. The blue haired boy walked across the room and stood at the window with her. "What is it that you want me to say?" The words slid almost inaudibly from his lips, plummeting down onto the floor and shattering the last of his heart.
How strong do
you think I am? How much can I take of this?
Am I a rock, or a
rose, or a fist? Or the breath at the end of a kiss?
How deep do
you want to go, because I'll go there if I can,
You make it
harder than it has to be, how strong how strong, how strong do you
think I am?
Risa looked at him, her heart sinking into her stomach. The knot in her throat tightened and she could do nothing but shake her head. Her mouth opened but nothing came out so she closed it. She watched as Satoshi's eyes wandered up her body to her eyes and she held his gaze. For the first time in her entire life she saw tears in his eyes.
If I move in any closer, if you let go and give yourself away,
And if we let this happen to us, everything will change.
How
strong do you think I am? How much can I take of this?
Am I a
rock, or a rose, or a fist? Or the breath at the end of a kiss?
How
deep do you want to go, because I'll go there if I can,
You make
it harder than it has to be, how strong how strong, how strong do you
think I am?
Biting her lip she broke his gaze and ran to the door, her fingers fumbled numbly with the knob for a moment before it turned. Taking a deep breath she opened the door and stepped through, pulling it closed without turning. Then she ran, she ran harder and faster than she had ever ran before. Down the stairs, out of the building, and into the street. She ran as if she could leave all of her memories in that room. She ran away from her tears, from her pain, from Satoshi. But she fled, more than anything, from her heart.
How strong do you think I am? How much can I take of this?
Am
I a rock, or a rose, or a fist? Or the breath at the end of a kiss?
How deep do you want to go, because I'll go there if I can,
You
make it harder than it has to be, how strong how strong, how strong
do you think I am?
