AN: I wrote this a loooong time ago, and just found it. Thought I should just throw it up…
Your ruby eyes were always so cold. I had hoped to change that.
I had always imagined that I would be the One that You chose, the One You told everything to. Didn't You ever realize?
Couldn't You see how I yearned to touch Your alabaster skin?
To plunge my fingers into that raven hair?
When You went to Mukuro, I felt crippled, like someone was ripping gaping hole into my soul.
Then You came back.
My world was bright again and I cared. But You still didn't look at me.
That's was probably what sent me over the edge.
My heart felt like it had been abandoned.
Not even with Kuronue, did I suffer this much.
Such irony.
I needed release.
Please, Why won't You look at me?!
Will You look if I'm Dying?
If I run this razor through my skin would You notice?
If my wrists bleed a river would You glance at me?
It was all for You Hiei, my love.
I wonder if I die, would you visit my grave?