"Sasuke's Oath to a Face"

I cant seem to recal her name... what is it? Sakoi, Sanu, something with an S. I can not remember. My brain runs a thousand thoughts a minute as my feet run twice as fast. I don't know which way I'm headed, but this the only place that I know. I feel as though I have to go back there. To see her again, be near her warmth. To touch that velvet rosy skin that would prickle with goose bumbs in the cold, and scortch with flames when I held her close. Such eyes that pierce thought to my heart, feelings that I have somehow vanished from myself, resurface. Like green sea foam on a moonlight beach front, the breeze is not to cold but the wind picks up just right so it's cold enough for a light coat. Another's body heat makes it just right. Then I feel at home.

Her face is one I would never forget, such pale glowing skin taken by small pouting lips of pinks and reds, so rare that not even a flower could posses such beauty. Those eyes, oh, those eyes capavate me, draw me in and hold down with a force that I am willing to yearn for. The beats of my heart slows to a stop and I could die at any minute, my mind is taken and is cleared... and that scares me. If she can stop my heart and clear my head, bring thoughts back to me that i did once dread. What would become of me? The only woman that could make me kneel for her, give away my soul, and praise everything she touches... every breath she takes. I would steal away the worlds air and bottle it up in the finest of crystals and jewels and lay it at her feet, only so that when I lift my head I can stare back into those ocean pearls of endless life.

Never have I felt such demand that I wish for her to take control over me and even when I make her angry then I am still the fool. I am the fool that had brough upon harsh lines indenting that creamy skin, those carasol eyes that turn into the deepest depths of hell not made of flames but of guilt and sorrow. No matter how stubborn I am, the pride has no backbone for truth. The lies I told or the tricks I made only lays me face down in shallow water. Though it is shallow, I gape for the air that can not reach me and the callapsing lungs that wish to tear from my body are not able to breathe. I am suffocating in shallow water, and I can not breathe.

This feeling never goes away, I cant get rid of it. She knows, everyone knows then reminds her. That blank look she gets, I will rip their eyes out for looking at her like that. I have to protect her, I must. Seemingly though my protecting her only digs deeper into those crystals growing dimmer. Who is the one that really needs to be protected, her or me? I would give anything to be with her, except her. Not her, I couldn't give up her to herself. It's not possible, how could I leave her. Would she be happier? If I were to leave...

I can't stand such thoughts entering my mind those green eyes must be mine. I tried leaving, before and now, but things do not work out like that anymore. I have to be near her even more than before, it turns my stomach and stings inbehind my eyes, everything is blurry until I catch her form in a crowd. So easily that is to do for a girl with beautiful eyes, and hair born as pink as snow and as fair and bouncy with curosity. Another cherry blossom among the crowd, nobody really notices, but how could you miss it. The pink locks dangaling from a high knot. A smile that grace those kissable lips and a light that shines so bright that can see the greatness in others. Just as she had saw in me. Once apon a time, that is. I was once welcomed in her life, once was once to many, and twice came through too. After millions of prayors that came through, why only now wont a million and one come true.

Sakura, I love you.