this poem was writen by me (Atari)

the characters in the story belong to the writer of naruto (can't spell his name)


Why did you leave me?

Why aren't you here?

What was it I didn't see?

What did you fear?

Did you fear pain?

Did you fear sorrow?

Did you fear history again?

Did you fear tomorrow?

Why did you fear?

Why couldn't I help you?

You never shed a tear?

What was I meant to do?

I stand on my own.

You left me so cold.

I fell so alone.

You'll never grow old.

Why did you leave me?

Why aren't you here?

What was it I didn't see?

What did you fear?


Why did you leave me?

Why aren't you here?

What was it I didn't see?

What did you fear?

"Sasuke wait don't go". Sakura sat up suddenly, waking from her sleep. Why couldn't she get that horrible night out of her head, she'd tried so hard to stop him but it made on difference. No matter how hard she tried she could never work out how Sasuke felt, she knew she probable never would.

Did you fear pain?

Did you fear sorrow?

Did you fear history again?

Did you fear tomorrow?

Sitting alone a breakfast she thought over the different things she knew about Sasuke but still came up with very little, how could she know so little and hardly understand the person she had fall-in love with? Sighing she cleaned up and left, there was no point in trying to work out what had coursed the pain in side him.

Why did you fear?

Why couldn't I help you?

You never shed a tear?

What was I meant to do?

Sakura spent her day doing all kinds of jobs but nothing could keep her mind off Sasuke for long. Why couldn't I help him? Why wouldn't he let me in? although the others noticed her cloudy, distant look no one could think of what to say as they all knew her well enough to know where her head was at.

I stand on my own.

You left me so cold.

I fell so alone.

You'll never grow old.

As time pasted the nightmares slowly lessened Sakura thought less on Sasuke and his line of thought, but never forgot him, he still had her heart. She never imaged the day her heart would be ripped a part, the day when to best friends fought till the end, the day she would no longer need to wonder how Sasuke felt. The day the boy, who had become a man, she love meat his end at his best friends hand.

Why did you leave me?

Why aren't you here?

What was it I didn't see?

What did you fear?

"goodbye my Sasuke, sorry I couldn't help you."