Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again Maybe someday you'll look up And barely conscious you'll say to no one "Isn't something missing?"
That, I can answer with a single word but I still choose not to.
"I see. So that's a Keyblade. And I suppose you must be it's chosen wielder."
"So what if I am?"
"I wonder if it won't change it's mind, once I defeat you."
You won't cry for my absence, I know You forgot me long ago Am I that unimportant? Am I so insignificant?
Isn't something missing? Isn't someone missing me?