RSTCBN Contest One, Round Two! (Never Was Idol!)
[The Town Square has been set up with a sound system, makeshift stage, and chairs for audience members. Between the chairs and the stage is a table for the 'guest judges'. Demyx is on stage, grinning at the crowd and steadfastly ignoring the moogles trying to sell ear plugs that don't work very well for ridiculous prices.] Hey Never Was, it's time
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[And he starts to read, eyes glued to the paper. He is determinedly not looking up at the audience or the judges or anyone.]
So maybe I'm not the best at this, but I'm gonna give it a try.
This shit always makes me think of you, so why the hell not?
Yeah. You.
You can sit really still, did you know that?
The whole room could be falling to pieces and you'd just stand there
Stand there and smile.
Maybe you're staring at something. Maybe you're writing about it in your head.
I don't really know. Don't think I ever knew. What goes on in that head of yours?
Maybe I should know by now, but I don't. Wish I had more time to learn.
Wish I had more time to try again.
To show you the sunsets again. The sunrises. Watch the whole city light up in the sun.
Watch the whole city light up because you smiled.
Wish I could show you the stars. We couldn't really see 'em in the city, you know? Never really thought about it.
But man... Those stars. The ones in Spira. You would've loved them.
I bet you could write a whole anthology of poems about them. You're good at that.
I'm not, really. I'm shit with words. But you breathe them, the most beautiful words in the world.
So you could write this better. Ten times better.
But it's up to me, now.
So, damn it all, I'm doing it,
'cause you'd want me to.
[ooc: here's his thought process and whatnot, for those who are curious. :v]
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