Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Words Can't Express Anything Anymore ❯ Words Can't Express Anything Anymore ( Chapter 1 )

Words Can't Express Anything Anymore

DigiFreak103 a.k.a. DF103

A/N: I don't own digimon or the song "Epiphany" by StainD

"Rain. It falls from the endless sky, making its way to the grateful ground, grateful for everything it's receiving from the droplets. It started raining when I came to see you; it made a slow, rhythmic, pattering sound on my umbrella. Rain can take the lonely effect of a person. It's funny because that's exactly how I feel, lonely. Ironic, isn't it? And then you would've just said, 'No, just stupid,' and laugh."

Your words to me just a whisper

Your face is so unclear

I smiled, but I felt my eyes sadden once again. "Everyone misses you, you know. But, out of everyone, Renamon and I miss you the most. Please come back." The rain poured as I stood there.

I try to pay attention

Your words just disappear

I held your picture in my hand. I glanced at it. "Prom night was great, wasn't it? It was one of the few times I saw you with your hair down, and in a dress, for that matter. It was your first year at prom, and it was my second, my last year." I put the picture in my jacket pocket. "I keep that picture with me all the time. It's very special to me."

'Cause it's always raining in my head

Forget all the things I should have said

I sighed. "No one can ever fill that hole in my heart anymore." My brown hair swayed to one side, as a bitter wind blew. I tried to visualize your face, but it's been long since I've last seen you in person. I tried hearing your voice in the back of my mind, but all I could hear were your mother's sobs.

So, I speak to you in riddles 'cause my words get in the way

I smoke the whole thing to my head, and feel it wash away

"It was a tragic day for all of us, you leaving. They said you fought to your last breath, and I can believe that. I don't know how many times the others have come to visit you, but I hope you're not as lonely as I am." I kneeled down, and threw my umbrella aside, letting the cold rain hit me. They felt like tiny needles, piercing through my skin, as each droplet fell.

'Cause I can't take anymore of this, I want to come apart

Or dig myself a little hole inside your precious heart

In my other hand, I held a bouquet of flowers, which now had beads of water on the petals. "I brought these for you. I know you don't like flowers all that much, but I hope you'll accept these." I smiled again. "I want you to know that I wanted us to be more than friends, more than best friends."

'Cause it's always raining in my head

Forget all the things I should have said

"Rika, words can't express my affection for you. I've always wanted to tell you that. Always. I never really had the chance, you know? I thought that if I said anything, our friendship would be over, afraid that you'll never talk to me."

I am nothing more than a little boy inside

That cries out for attention yet I always try to hide

I tried to hold back my tears that have once come out before, a long while back. "After I got the call from Takato saying you were in a car accident, my heart skipped a few beats, worried about your well-being. When I heard you were in critical condition, I dropped the phone." I couldn't hold it in any longer. There was no reason to hide my tears, when the rain fell anyway. My azure eyes were truly the sea of tears.

'Cause I talk to you like children, though I don't know how I feel

But I know I'll do the right thing, if the right thing is revealed

I regained a little bit of my composure. "When I got to the hospital, I looked for your room. I saw Henry, and everyone else, in one of the waiting rooms. Takato comforted Jeri as she wept, with your mom and your grandma. I didn't want to believe it, until Henry told me these exact words. 'She's gone, Ryo.' My bulletproof heart shattered, hearing those words." I wiped away the tears.

'Cause it's always raining in my head

Forget all the things I should have said

"Words can't express anything anymore, but the regret I feel for not speaking up. I would go back in time, and put myself in your place, just so you could live another day. I just want you to know that." I put the flowers in front of your gravestone. I traced my fingers on the stone, and weakly smiled. Getting my twenty year-old self up, I grabbed my umbrella and left it with you, Rika. A feeling of nostalgia overcame me just then, as I turned around and headed back to my car. "You'll always be a part of me," I whispered, taking a fleeting look back at the headstone, before getting in the car.