This idea came to me while walking home today. That's where I get most of my ideas, actually. Itachi's POV.
I never smile. That's the first thing.
Not unless they're under nine,
and they don't know the pain that accompanies
getting that second digit.
I wonder, if you claim a third,
does that pain go away?
I know I'll never know.
But only the good die young.
If that's true, I should live forever.
But I won't.
That's the second thing.
The third thing is that even at high noon,
on the brightest day of summer,
my eyes are still closed.
I can see my hand in front of my face,
but only because I memorized its appearance
in those hours of staring at it.
Laughing children surround me.
If I was ever one of you, I don't remember.
Stern-faced adults surround me.
If I was never one of you, I don't remember.
The fourth thing is that my memory is much better
than I want it to be.
Do I regret this?
Every day of my life.
Do I miss him?
Every day of my life.
Do I miss you?
Every day of my life.
And the fifth thing is that I love you.