Here's the second one-shot. I own NOTHING~!
Block the light
When you leave, it has to be dark
Cover the sun
When you return, I might look foolish
I sit and think at the place where we made our promise
Will I be able to share the love I have for you?
Even if my mind was erased, I wouldn't forget your face
Your face is clear when I am full of sad memories and tears
Even if I emptied my heart, our memories will still hold its place
Because I'm so sad, so hurt, you're the only one I can see
Even if my mind was erased, I wouldn't forget your face
Your face is clear when I am full of sad memories and tears
Even if I emptied my heart, our memories will still hold its place
Because I'm so sad, so hurt, you're the only one I can see
Randy's POV
I see your face everywhere I go. I can still hear your laughter. It hurts inside whenever I try to sleep because your face is all I can see when I close my eyes. I travel alone now and all the hotel rooms…they hold everything we shared; all the kisses, all the playing, all the lovemaking. I can remember all the times we said we loved each other.
Why didn't I go after you? I thought you'd come back on your own. Only when it was too late did I realize you wanted me to come after you. I felt so stupid, like I was the dumbest man alive.
I trashed countless hotel rooms for months after you left me, trying to forget you, trying to erase what we had. I figured that if I got rid of the things we shared and forgot everything we did, then I could go back to the way I used to be. I figured then I could be happy again. I was so wrong. I can still remember everything from that final day.
"Randy…I need to know if you really love me. Do you?"
"Of course I do. I love you more than anything."
"Then why is there doubt in your eyes?" she said, adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder.
"I…Barbie, come on…you know I love you."
"Sorry Randy…I need more than that." she said as she took her bag to move into another room, away from him.
A few weeks later, I saw her again and she looked so upset. I stopped her to talk to her. I was confused. Didn't she get what she wanted? Didn't she want to leave me and make me miserable? What more did she want from me? Blood?
"Barbie…what more can I do? I let you go like you wanted."
"What if I didn't want to you to let me go? What if when I left I wanted you to come after me or stop me from leaving?" Then it dawned me.
"I didn't know you wanted me to…"
"Randy…that's what I meant when I said I needed more than that…" she told me, looking at the ground before she turned and left.
I felt like such a fool. I lost my chance with the one girl I truly loved. If I had just gone after her…if I had just reached out and told her to stay with me…we'd still be together. It was the biggest mistake of my life and I would have to live with it. It's taken me a while, but somehow I have learned to live with it.
I've learned to enjoy the memories we shared. I've learned to not take things for granted anymore. I've learned that it doesn't help to try and forget things. Trying to forget only makes things more painful. I've made the realization that I can't forget her beautiful face, the sound of her laugh, her smile, her body, and most of all, the way she made him feel. She always made him feel happy and she opened his heart. That was something he could never repay her for.