Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.

It's So Funny...

I know your favorite color is red and I know you like summer sunsets and strawberry cheesecake. I still remember your most embarrassing moment from childhood because I was there when it happened. It was the time you put on the hat that I had just puked in and accidentally forgot to tell you before you put it on. I had eaten a little too much ice cream before meeting up with you that day at the neighborhood park. We were six years old, so young and carefree, and very much in love with soccer and getting dirty.

We used to be neighbors, living in the same apartment complex. You and I used to take the slow clunky elevator to get to one another's apartment, or when patience didn't suit us, we would just dash through the stairwell as fast as possible. I fondly remember those times we played video games at my place and board games at your place. I used to make fun of you every time I won something, and you'd always hurl a couch pillow at me. And whenever I lost, I behaved as a sore loser who immaturely resorted to name-calling. Despite your infamous temper, you never once lost it on me. You kept your fists clenched, but made no brash movements. Your only verbal comeback was, "Stupid Tai."

I still clearly remember that day your cat died and you ran over to my place to cry on my shoulders. I held you close and rocked you gently. I felt an odd ache in my heart as I listened to the sound of your sorrow. When I asked if you wanted to borrow Meeko for a week, you burst into laughter in spite of your tears.

I also remember that night you tried to run away from home. You were nine years old and angry at your dad for never being home and furious at your mom for putting up with his absence despite her loneliness. You packed your cherished belongings, including the teddy bear I gave you one Christmas, your allowance money, your blue hat, and a spare change of jeans. At the very last moment before sneaking out, you called me to say goodbye. You never got further than a block because I stopped you then. When you said goodbye, I panicked and bolted out of my apartment. How could I possibly let you, my best friend, run away from my life? I whispered, but I knew you could hear me clearly, that I would never be able to bare the thought of losing you. Tears streamed down your face and after a long moment of staring silently at me, you suddenly threw your arms around me. We stayed like that, in a warm embrace, until the sound of angry voices startled us apart. "There you two are!" Your mom and my parents could be seen storming down the street in their pajamas, looking absolutely disheveled and upset. You were grounded for so long, and I was too because my parents mistakenly believed that I tried to run away with you.

Our memories from since early childhood... Don't you remember them anymore? We have been through so much together, and I will never ever forget our adventures in the Digital World. So many tears, so much pain, and a lot of growing up... Yet, I was never afraid because I knew I had to protect you and our group of friends. All along, you were right beside me. My best friend, my confidante, my happiness...

The day after the battle with Diaboromon, you finally called me back and asked to meet at the park. The skies were cloudy and gray, starkly contrasting the weather from the day before. I found you sitting on the park bench, waiting patiently for my arrival. Your face flushed a bit when you saw me approaching, and I figured that someone had filled you in on what you had missed. "I was of no help whatsoever," you uttered sadly as you wrapped your arms around my neck, pulling me into your gentle embrace. I nuzzled into your hair and realized then that you were wearing the clip I gave you, the thing that started our whole fight. I sighed and pulled you closer to me. "Not your fault since I was the one who made you so angry that you didn't want to speak to me, but you're not angry anymore, right?" You looked at me and were about to say something when a big raindrop splashed on your cheek. We both glanced up and realized that the sky was starting to rain. Then our eyes locked again, and with a knowing smile dancing on your lips, you quipped, "What's a few raindrops between friends?"

These memories mean little to you now, don't they? I know that people change, but it breaks my heart that you no longer cherish our shared memories. I don't think you even remember me anymore. It seems all you ever think about these days is being the perfect girlfriend. I try to live life without regrets, but my biggest regret is failing to notice when your heart started to drift away. Since when did your feelings for him begin? Why didn't you say anything until that Christmas?

It's so funny seeing you and him together. How could he possibly love you the way I do when he doesn't know even half of what I know about you? It seems like my days just get darker without you by my side. I don't know how I'll get over the pain of losing you to someone else. Are you truly happy with him?

Happy endings exist only in fantasies and it's just so funny the way things turn out in real life. I wonder if you've noticed too...