Cardfight!! Vanguard: Spiral Soul

#15: Grieving

Imagine a thread.

Not the red thread of fate, though that could be applied in this situation. That is all relative.

In the context of a relationship, be it your regular friendship or a burning passion, you'd want the two people in said relationship to be united by a thread that represents their bond. And as said bond grows stronger, that thread will start turning into a rope, much harder to cut through or break. However, if the bond starts becoming unstable, the thread will start to slowly be pulled apart until it snaps.

Now let's look at said thread in the context of love.

Our thread started as a thread representing our friendship. 

He was a step up from the people I surrounded myself with at the time.

Then over the months, that thread started becoming stronger and more resistent, powered by a rootless feeling. Our thread had turned into a rope that bound us together. But like the thread before it, that rope was also rootless.

That was what we had. A rootless relationship. We were in a team. I was the only girl of the team and he was the main boy in the same team. Other than that, what was the root for your relationship? He was the main boy, and I was the main, and only, girl. In the concept of media, that's how romance works. You have a main boy and main girl, who are obligated to be together due to their roles. But that is media, it's not real, it's just fiction that keeps people entertained. Our relationship wasn't that, but it did share one thing with relationships portrayed in media: it didn't had a base, a starting point.

But maybe it was our initial shyness that brought us together?

I'm not a fool. Of course we were shy. We were, and still are, teenagers.

And the rope our "love" formed?

Earlier, I said ropes were much harder to cut and break, unlike threads. But I never mentioned anything about a rope being indestructible.

You can cut a rope with a knife sharp enough. And if you turn every issue this relantionship had into a knife, you'll cut this rope quicker than you first expected.

From my side? I thought too much of myself as the center of his world. I was selfish in wanting to become his everything, to a point where I know I was part of the problem.

From his side? A giant wave of ignorance. He had time for anything and everything, but not for this. Between being Heiwa's King, working in Ryuzaki & Co., studying for his future, being a temporary student council president and being with his friends, I was the least of his concerns.

And from both of us? We dated for the sake of dating. Looking back at it, there was nothing in it.

When a rope snaps, it usually makes a noticeable sound, but our rope was slowly rotting until what held it together was a string in the center of it. A string so thin that it put the thinest of spider webs to shame.

And then, we cutted the remaining string.

It was for the best.

(Opening)