At this moment
Everything is surreal
My hand clutched in a fist
A prophet telling the past
He MUST be.
I'm Jet, a Drifter
Not some Filgaia Sample
Then.why did I have that flashback?
And why can I do as I am now?
What reason would he have to lie?
It makes sense.
But since when have I cared?
I'm Jet, money's the only thing that's important.
Arg! How can I say that now?!
I'm a machine made from the planet!
The one I supposively don't care about?!
She looks at my sympathetically
How could she tell?
How does she always know?
I don't hear the other two.
All at what I thought I knew was the truth
She wants to reach out to me
She knew that I wanted to cry
I looked at my ARM, then I looked at her
I wouldn't admit it, but I could always draw hope from her
If it weren't for her I could be making a fortune.
But she's become a reason to live
Besides, she couldn't survive without me!
How many times have I saved her butt??
.And how many times has she reached out to me.?
.And I heartlessly pushed her away.
N.now's not the time!
We have to press on!
Filgaia's still in danger!
I don't understand everything right now.
But I want to sit down and cry.
And I knew she'd hold me as I did.
I knew that she'd reach out to me.
.Why did she care so much about a jerk like me.?