Shibuya
By: Aviantei
Intersection, daytime; just a few streets away from your promised meeting. People chatter, spreading opinions. The reflection on how you once saw this exact same view, not even three weeks ago.
Noise
The sound no longer a nuisance. Thoughts of trust and change echo in your mind. A request to see someone again may yet reach his ears.
Hope
Same streets; same crowds; same noises; same buildings. Headphones no longer used as a shield. A city unchanged, but a boy changed, a girl changed, siblings changed, a Composer—
Life
A circumstance so miraculous it doesn't seem real
And yet it happened here
In Shibuya
[Author's Notes]
I wanted to use this piece to parallel the very first one I wrote for this collection, all the way back in 2013 (ouch, has it been that long?). While poetry certainly isn't my core focus, I like to think I grew a lot in the medium thanks to working on this collection. Also, just thanks to TWEWY in general for being such an amazing game and introducing me to a fantastic community. You rock.
Speaking of that fantastic community, I want to extend my thanks to anyone who read any of these poems, whether you see this final author's note or not. You're amazing. Now go out there and make your world a wonderful one.
In the shameless self-promotion corner, if you like Persona 4, I have another fan poetry collection based on the OST, Pursuing Our True Selves. If you like my take on TWEWY, I have a multi-chap fic, Muse, with Season Three theoretically coming this winter! And, aside from that, I kinda have a giant fic archive. If you find something you like, I'd love it if you checked it out.
Whether I'll see you again on another of my works or if this is where we part ways, I'd like to extend one more thank you. I'm glad we shared the same section of the internet for a while.
-Aviantei
[08.29.2020] - COMPLETE