A/N: Well, here's another poem from little 'ol me, except that this time the setting is that of Kyou Kara Maou. This one is a lament from a love-lorn Wolfram's point of view. Enjoy, and please review!
You don't see me.
I'm just your forgotten fiancé.
I don't matter to you.
All you see is him.
My older brother.
True, he's quite the gentleman.
Everyone admires him.
I don't really blame you.
It's rather impossible.
I'm too deeply in love with you.
To me, you're never at fault.
But how can I make you see me?
How can I make you love me?