A/N: Okay so this is my second poem on this site wo-ho! I hate Tohru so this is from her perspective only from coincidence and benign inspirational blockage and perhaps lack of pie, I could write a novel for one good pie.
I don't know what it's like
How you must feel
In that dark place
You live in, knowing
Being told by the ones you loved
Since the day you were born
That you only exist to die
Knowing with everything you do
That you will die
But why does it have to be that way
Why can't we be friends
What's important is
That you're here now
And if you do die
I know I'll be sad
Because I didn't get to
Know you better, Akito
A/N: on another note I really hate Akito but I was bored when I wrote this and it just popped out of my head, it's really just a summery of the Akito-Tohru incident.