Disclaimer: lyrics belong to Los Campesinos.
I grabbed hold of her wrist and my hand closed from tip to tip
I said "you've taken the diet too far, you have got to let it slip"
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Sora wasn't sure when it had started.
Kairi was always happy, and bubbly, and so, so strong. So no one noticed when she skipped lunch at school once or twice. And then when she stopped bringing lunch to school altogether no one really put too much thought into it.
Sure, Kairi was looking a little thinner than usual, but maybe she was working out or something.
Kairi was too happy, too popular, too normal for there to be something wrong with her.
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But she's not eating again, she's not eating again.
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"Kairi," he said, "please don't do this again."
He was trying to be strong, for her and for himself.
"Sora, i'm eating normally, I promise." She lied, a smile gracing her lips as she linked her fingers with his and pulled him in for a kiss.
She was trying to pretend that everything was okay, and he was trying to pretend that her body wasn't so fragile beneath her clothes.
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She was always far too pretty for me to believe in a single word she said, believe a word she said.
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"You promised, Kairi." He said, tears streaming down his cheeks as he held her thin, thin hand.
She didn't speak, choosing to stare with disdain at the IV that was connected to her body.
"You can't even see how much I love you over the hate that you have for yourself."
There was a silence, as he cried and she tried to ignore the feeling of guilt that settled in her gut.
"You shouldn't love me, Sora. I'm damaged. I'm too broken for you to love."
"No," he said, "I love you, Kairi. And i'm going to help you fight this thing. You're not getting rid of me."
And then he brought her fragile hand up to his lips and placed the gentlest of kisses onto her fingers, his lips but a fleeting touch on her skin.
And for the first time in a while, Kairi smiled.
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And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart
And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course
But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me
Five hundred behind,
A thousand years in perfect symmetry
A thousand years no getting rid of me
A thousand years in perfect symmetry.
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Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, favourited, followed, or even just taken the time to read these.
And to those who have made requests, i will have them up soon! University has just been a nightmare.
also. Please go and read (and then review) Daniel Jasper's new AkuRoku piece. it's amazingly brilliant. the link to the story is on my profile.