Hopefully, we'll see each other again.. Tima, my poem for you... I'll always love you. Tima poem, set in Kenichi's POV.

I do not own Metropolis, Tima, nor do I own Kenichi, but I do own the poem.

A Few Nights For Me Are Eternity

xx

Hello, my love.

It certainly has been a while.

Now when I think of you,

I always see you smile.

The times we were happy,

and I could look into your eyes..

Yet nowdays I can only,

whimper and sigh.

I hadn't known you very long,

but I guess I had loved you from the start.

And even though you're gone,

you'll always have your special place inside of my heart.

The few times we shared

were precious, I cling to them greedily.

I hang onto the voice of yours I remember,

clinging to this fantasy of you so needily.

Can I even go on?

With you I have grown an obsession, I fear.

At night I even dream

that I am holding you so near!

The way I had never touched a woman..

and I know I never will.

Because, my love, you'll always be there.

And I will love you forever still.

I hadn't known you very long,

but I guess I had loved you from the start.

And even though you're gone,

you'll always have your special place inside of my heart.

The few times we shared

were precious, I cling to them greedily.

I hang onto the voice of yours I remember,

clinging to this fantasy of you so needily.

My love, my only, my angel.

I need your love to breathe, I shiver with fright.

I miss you, I need you,

I love you, I can't go on, and I might see you tonight.

Here I am at the bridge,

I stare down into the depths of darkness and despair.

Yet then I see a light, so bright..

It's you my angel, my Tima, standing there.

In my last few moments,

I call out your name.

In my own private suicide,

I'll die without any shame.

For my angel, you'll save me.

My love, my light, my reason to live.

Maybe we werer meant to be, I think it was destiny..

The few times we shared

were precious, I cling to them greedily.

I hang onto the voice of yours I remember,

clinging to this fantasy of you so needily.

My love, I had lived for you.

And now I will die for you.

They can say I am pathetic for dying like this, for you.

But I know that my love will always be for you and true.

Here comes the final blow..

I love you, my angel, my light.

My Tima, my everything..

I'll see you tonight..

I close my eyes tightly,

hug myself 'till my arms are dead.

I drop to the ground limp, bleeding.

Thoughts of you fill my head.

In my last moment I smile,

in my last breathe I breathe,

I say your name so gingerly in a sentence,

It's you that I see..

" My angel, my love, my light, my reason to live... my one and only angel.. Tima.. "

xxx

Erm, crappy poem. This might be all I will write for a while...