Project 12 Days: Day 1
I frowned. I sighed. Reaaally~…
I yawned. I deplored. Reaaaally~..
I bewailed. I lamented. Reaaally~..
Reaaaally~ I have wished. I have wished to have a friend…
A friend that won’t be shorter…
A friend that won’t talk like a child…
A friend that won’t be shallow…
A friend that won’t trouble me…
Yet… I have also wished for a friend…
…that is enthusiastic
…that is care/ful in both ways
…that is silly
…that is similar to a pet dog 
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That small runt. That halfing-sized four-eyed boy. That. That. You. Really. Why…
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Despite of what happened. Despite of recognizing your actions. Despite knowing of my selfishness. I would still not understand. That fateful day. It was only at that day. Why?
Am I not a bother? Am I not too dependent? Am I not boring…? Then why?
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Why have you forgave such guy without any remorse?
Even in exchange of someone else.
You could have left me.
You do not even need me.
And…
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See. What do you think? Have you regret it all now? Despite that sin. Despite the uselessness to you. You still chose that.
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That decision… made me… happy. Cold, emotionless I may be to you. Yet. I am thankful. I am, and have always been. These moments. These times. I know it’s silly. The irony of that. Yet. I always rely on you. I always trust you. I am thankful. To have a friend such as you…
In this Christmas. Our last Christmas as classmates, but… is it still possible to have a Christmas as friends? Eitherway… In this Christmas. Then. I present to you. Of what would be project 12 Days in it’s entirety. You have been a friend. A special friend. My thanks would be eternal, if not for human fatigue.
That gift. It’s a small token of my gratitude. If you’d still recall a year ago. Then yes, I suppose. Gifts are that special for me. And so, I hope this small gift would be also to you. Seeing how you have been supporting me all these time. Then. I hope. That pointless thing would be something to help you. Guide you. And. In the darkest of hours, remind you of the happy times.
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…I may have not gotten the ideal friend.
…I may not have him taller than me.
…I may have not been a friend.
Yet in the end. I realized.
I didn’t need that ideal friend.
You could suffice.
You were enough.
Shiawase no Hibi, Project 12 Days, Day 1. Check~
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Well, that’s it then. I guess. Should be. Thanks, and have a Merry Christmas. Hopefully the sound synched fine :3
