I wanted to write an angst poem. This was stuck in my head sometime, and I knew I needed to post it. Seto is in there, but I haven't decided who was narrating. I don't own yugioh, don't sue.

I Remember

I remember. I remember how cold it was that day.

I remember how soft and inviting the snow looked that day.

I remember how the snow flakes stung my face as I ran.

As I ran, as I ran, as I ran.

I remember. I remember you standing there, I remember your face.

I remember the voice, and the blade. Oh! How swiftly it came!

I remember how the blood stained the perfect pure snow.

I remember the laugh, the cry, the scream.

I remember your warning, and how it came too late.

I remember the snow, and how soft it felt.

I remember the warmth before the cold.

I remember you standing there, I remember your face.

I remember those pools of crystal blue.

I remember, because I was there.

I remember the tears, but was it yours or mine?

I remember the darkness, and the cold.

And I knew it wasn't the snow.

I remember, because I died that day.