Poison
(SasuxSaku)
To be loved cannot be reversed,
Like teared paper, like loose threads,
We wind up in tangled strings,
I watch your shadow and come to you,
But the path only entwines,
And the river of tears carry me far away,
Do I look at the cloud…
And see your face?
To be able to love…
Must we wait a hundred years?
Will I see you then?
The ball of light is our future,
And I'll follow where it leads,
And I'll wait.
Wait by your shadow…
And wait a hundred years.
E/n: that was a pointless poem drabble I felt like writing in the middle of the night when I couldn't sleep. Thanks for reading and I really don't care if you R&R.