This is sorta a poam I wrote about vegeta

it's abit of a story also so that's why I'm not posting in with my other

dbz poems.

You see Bluma and vegeta had a fight and now vegeta woke up that night.

And this is his thought.

Read on to see what I mean.

I wake up in the night and Look over at the site of a Empty bed next to me

where usually my mate lays but again on this day

I had to have my way and hurt her feelings once again.

I made her Cry.

why oh why did I make her cry?

Why cant I be kind and Gentle like that of Kaka I mean goku

I cant believe I'm thinking that but I guess it's true

He would never hurt his mate like I have mine

and if some how he did he know what to do.

But I don't have a clue.

I have always been on my own all alone

no one to care about no one who cared about me

But then She came along and something changed in side of me

but I guess it's not enough for I keep hurting her.

I remember he tears as the fell She didn't notice but when I seen this

Tears in my eyes started to swell I held them back

but now as I lay in my bed and see she's not next to me

I feel them slowly run down my cheek.

What am I doing I ask my self

I cant be this way

But I am I'm afraid.

I must tell her how I feel Even if It kills me

for with out her there's nothing in life for me.

She's more important than the air I breath

She's the one who managed to change me from

the cold hearted Killer I was formally

She knows I love her don't she?

I hope so..