I'm Still Here
By Joyfulmusic
I don't own FMA
Author's Note:
A note from Winry to Edward.
I stand here as a friend, someone willing to listen when you want to talk. I'm someone who cares although you don't seem to know it. I cry for you, but that doesn't seem to matter. It doesn't seem to be enough. Not enough to make you see that what you're doing scares me.
I worry about your well being, do you even notice? Do you even understand the concern in my voice? Do you hear me when I speak? When I try to give advice? Or am I just speaking to the wind? But when you say things that hurt me, they cut deep, deeper than you'll ever know. But I try to understand you, I really do. Then maybe it won't hurt so much.
Still you don't seem to comprehend. To me you are like family. I can't just walk away now, I'm in too deep. Even if I tried I would remember, and worry. It would only make things worse. If anything ever happens to you I will grieve, like a friend, like a sister. Don't you understand that?
Please hear me when I speak, and take my words to heart. I know they aren't always the clearest, or most comforting, but I try to speak truth. I say things the only way I know how, which may not be the best. If only I knew that you actually hear me. I don't even know if you're even listening now.
Could you please, guard your own words? They are like blades which can inflict tremendous amounts of pain. Although as your friend I'm willing to bear it. I know you don't mean half the things you say or do. So I fight back the hot tears that threaten to fall, not letting you see.
But most of all, please take care of yourself. I know the road you walk is hard, but you have to survive, for yourself if no one else. I'm here for you, whether or not you know it. So please, stay safe and overcome all that life has to throw at you. The end will come, and you will be able to live a life that's free.