Please Stay Here as I Whisper...
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Whenever sang my songs
Flash of light.
On this stage, on my own
Screams of horror.
Whenever said my words
Breaks screeching as they desperately try to stop the inevitable.
Wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me
Was it real or just my fantasy?
Youd always be there in the corner
Of this tiny little bar
I know now that your song was never meant for me, sweetheart. I think I always knew. Your voice was so calming and wonderful, and I was taken by surprise the first time I heard it. I hadnt known you could sing in fact, I had never really noticed you before, back when you were only playing the piano. That song; it stirred something inside of me, the way the words formed on your lips and flowed so naturally, the innocence of your tone, the vulnerability. But it was not the song that drew me to you in the first place, at least, not the only thing. Perhaps it was just that innocence and vulnerability expressed through your songs of love and longing that made me feel something for you, feel that you needed to be protected, shielded from the ugly world. Your beauty had to remain untouched, your sensitive soul had to remain unscarred.
Yet I think I came too late for that, darling. You were so sad when I first met you, despite your recent success as a singer, despite that what you claimed was your greatest dream had come true. You appreciated my friendship at first, or thats what you said, anyway. You enjoyed it when I took the time to sit there with you, talk with you as a person and treat you like an equal instead of letting your popularity affect me. Oh, the shock in your eyes when I told you what my own position was, and I saw the mixed awe and uncertainty build up behind your dark brown eyes, as if you were impressed and yet feared me at the same time.
The fact is, love, we were never equal. I was overcome with your beauty, but not the beauty you wanted me to see, and I think you knew that. I think you always knew that, and I was too blind to see it, was too blind to see the mind behind the doll-like face framed by the silky black hair, just as I was too blind to see that the song wasnt meant for me. When I was with you on our fifth meeting, or dare I say; date, you told me about him. You told me how much you had adored him, and that he had went away and broken your heart. I didnt take you seriously then, I thought it all was some teenage crush that you somehow had developed in your maturity, even as I comforted you and said he was a fool for leaving you behind. Told you he wasnt what you needed. And inwardly, I told myself you needed the protection of a strong, wealthy and well-respected man who could take care of you, give you a family, children to raise, everything else a woman would ever want.
You accepted my comfort, angel, and let me take you under my wing. To shield you and protect you just as I wanted to, to possess your wonder and lock it inside my mansion. When we stood there at the altar, it never occurred to me that you didnt want to be confined in our lovely home, that you didnt want to be the obedient, little wife I had wanted you to be. You still wanted to sing. And I fought your stubbornness, to no avail. You wanted to sing, and you sung, while I continued to lead the Galbadian army as President Deling had trusted me to do, angry because my lady didnt want to bring up my children, as women were meant to do. Even so, you did become pregnant sooner than any of us had expected, and you were more secluded from me and upset than ever.
I understand now that you didnt say I do out of love, but out of hopelessness.
But when our daughter was born, my beauty, she lit up your world again. You literally beamed with joy whenever your eyes fell upon her, and I found myself unable to stop smiling when I watched you two together, mother and child as it was meant to be. Rinoa, ah she looks so much like you, even as young as she is. So innocent, so beautiful, just like you. I could never be as close to her as I wanted to be, nor to you, as being a General takes a lot of ones time and one always has to work, with little time for family. Still, my respect for you grew then, and I saw something beyond the pretty face. Intelligence, kindness, the way you managed to both teach, love and play with our daughter and still find time to sing. I often claimed your singing was irresponsible now when we had a child, that you ought to be with her all day and night and never leave her side. You snapped right back that I shouldnt be the one to speak, because I was never there at all. You were right. And I wouldnt admit it. You took your time to both raise Rinoa and sing, but in the end, I forced you to sacrifice yourself for her and me, when I fired our nanny and refused to hire a new one. I believe I crushed something inside you then, because you didnt hire a new nanny yourself, but simply left behind your dream and didnt speak a word to me for weeks. There were so many things I didnt admit, so many things I wanted to say, so many things I forgot, so many things I should have done differently and so many things I never did that I should have done.
Im sorry. Im so sorry, dear Julia, I didnt know what I was doing. Thats a lie. I think I always knew, I just refused to see the wrong in it.
My last night here for you
Same old songs, just once more
Sirens in the distance.
My last night here with you?
Maybe yes, maybe no
Colour fading from your skin.
I kind of liked it your way
How you shyly placed your eyes on me
Car wreck against car wreck, broken glass, driver in front seat limp.
Oh, did you ever know?
That I had mine on you
So let me come to you
Im holding you in my arms now, pressing you against my chest to keep you warm. It hurts somewhere in my leg, and my shoulder feels like someone has tried to rip it off. But youre hurting more. Blood, so much blood I dont know where its coming from anymore. Yours, mine, the drivers
Close as I wanted to be
Your dark blue dress is stained with red, your eyes are filled with desperation, your body is shaking against mine, and I can feel your heart beat, getting weaker and weaker, hear your breaths becoming short gasps. I realize they arent going to get here in time, and even if they did, they probably couldnt do anything. Anything at all.
Close enough for me
Even war didnt ever seem this unfair and meaningless. Galbadia always fought for a purpose, or so I keep trying to convince myself we do, over and over, never quite succeeding. I never got to tell you how sorry I am, how much I regret. Youll never get to hold our little girl again, and Ill never again get to watch you and her play. Your innocence was stripped from you a long while ago, before I even met you, but tonight, Rinoa will lose her innocence as well. Tonight, a child of barely five years old will lose her mother, and she will ask her father why it happened, she will demand an answer that she will never get.
To feel your heart beating fast
I take in a breath; your eyes, they are changing. They focus on me. My lips part to whisper the words, but no sound comes out. I have to tell you. I never told you before, not with truth in my voice, I have to tell you now.
And stay there as I whisper
Please dont leave me yet. I have to tell you. Please stay here please stay, because I have to tell you that I
How I loved your peaceful eyes on me
You blink. Once, twice. Your voice is choked when you speak to me, and your eyes, they are trying so hard to see my face clearly, but you are too tired and exhausted to think. You only act on emotion. You only see what you want to see.
Did you ever know?
La I Is t-that you Laguna?
That I had mine on you
Youre looking at me still, awaiting my answer, your expression hopeful, fearful, pleading. Pleading for only one reply, and Ill give it to you. Pulling you even closer, I lean in to let my lips brush against your ear as I whisper.
Yes, its me.
You smile, then, Laguna I knew I knew youd come back for me
Of course, I continue, but the words arent mine. Im merely a puppet in a play and I speak my lines with emotion that isnt real, Im playing someone elses part, and yet it is my own, Im here for you, Julia. Just rest now. I run my hand through your hair as you close your eyes, relaxing. I dont think you can feel the pain anymore. Your body is so cold, so cold Just rest, darling
When your breath falters, and your heart finally comes to a halt after beating for only two and a half decades - its only then I allow the mask to fall. The sirens are close now, but it doesnt matter anymore.
I know now that your love was never meant for me.
I think I always knew.
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