Eh, I don't own anything. What a shame….
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What a shame, what a shame. She was meant for so much more.
Everyone says life is unfair. They don't really know how unfair it could be, people usually say it when they drop their Popsicle, or when they can't do something they really want to. They just don't know how bad life can get.
Baby, I didn't mean to do it. Baby, it was all my fault.
When your life falls apart slowly right in front of you, and you can't do anything about it, you start to wonder what sort of sin you've done to deserve such treatment. Then you question the existence of God. I wasn't a hardcore Christian, but I wasn't completely atheist. After my ordeals, I stopped believing.
I know howhard it is; I take responsibility. Just not now, I can't handle that.
I remember the night he left me. Oh, what an asshole. What a fucking asshole. He told me he loved me, and left me on my own. I found him in the closet, dangling from that belt of his. I remember screaming, and feeling my heart stop. Then I laugh, I had a nice long laugh. I laughed at how God found another way to bring pain onto my soul.
I swear, I love you. It hurts me as I watch you.
Next came the house. Evicted, thrown onto the streets. That was about a week after I found out that I was pregnant with his child. I didn't have any family, they had all died earlier. Car crash, stupid drunk drivers. They took away my little sister. She and I were so close...
She loves you, and still remembers you. She wishes she could be with you.
I couldn't go to his parents. They were the reason we had to move out. They were strictly against us being together, even after our marriage. They said it wouldn't work out. I guess they really were right.
I didn't mean to, Baby. It was just so much….
I found a place. It wasn't too great, but it was something. I also had a roommate, someone I had found to help me pay the bills. Her name was Tifa. She said she would help me with my pregnancy, but I was skeptical about it. I mean, I barely knew her. She said she was committed, which sounded a little strange to me, as if she was the parent of the child, but I was fine with it. The more help I could get, the better.
I was looking forward to seeing him grow….
Of course, again, something had to go wrong. Right when I was getting used to the idea of being a mother, I found out I had a miscarriage. Great, just simple great. Another chance at happiness ripped away from my clutches.
Hold strong, Baby. I wish I had.
Then Tifa left. She found someone new. Not a new roommate, no. She found a fiancй. For some reason, that just made me feel worse. I guess I had just become a bitter girl, envious of anyone who got their hands on some joy.
Hope, Baby, hope. Keep your hope. I promise it'll get better.
I thought about suicide. Hell, I was close to doing it. But every time I came close to doing it, I remembered him. How I'd just be as much a coward as him. As much as I did love him, I didn't want to become him. I knew that I was stronger than him.
I know you hate me, you have good reasons. I still love you.
Then that day came. That day when everything stopped. I didn't do it, I was at the wrong place at the wrong time.A bullet in the head, what a great way to die. The last thing I did was smile. Maybe…
No, Aerith, there are no maybes for us…
I would see Cloud….
Because sinners go to hell, and you're just too good for me.
