Used to Be Rated: G By: Ari-chan
Notes and disclaimers: Another short one... not humor though! And, Nyx_girl if you're reading this (which you probably are) could you please e-mail me? I mean you've read all the stuff I have posted here, it would be nice to talk to you.
Haruka and Michiru belong to Naoko-san, read and review.
There used to be this girl, she came to every one of my races and not once did I ever acknowledge her. She'd scream my name and smile as she waved her arms trying to get my attention
There used to be this girl, she'd smile at me in school and talk to me in art. I'd smile and nod back trying to be polite but being cold. She'd laugh and look into my eyes.
There used to be this girl that would sit with me and talk and she'd laugh and she'd smile. She held my hand and when I needed her there she was, always.
There used to be this girl, she'd kiss me and stroke my hair. I always thought she was a dream and I took her for granted,
There used to be this girl who I loved with all my heart. I thought she'd never leave. Then one day she did just that. She did it with out looking back and I never asked her to stay.
There used to be this girl who I thought I loved, and now I know I do. I wish that she'd come back and cheer for me, talk to me in art, hold my hand when I needed her, kiss me and stoke my hair.
Michiru, I wished I had asked you to stay.
Notes and disclaimers: Another short one... not humor though! And, Nyx_girl if you're reading this (which you probably are) could you please e-mail me? I mean you've read all the stuff I have posted here, it would be nice to talk to you.
Haruka and Michiru belong to Naoko-san, read and review.
There used to be this girl, she came to every one of my races and not once did I ever acknowledge her. She'd scream my name and smile as she waved her arms trying to get my attention
There used to be this girl, she'd smile at me in school and talk to me in art. I'd smile and nod back trying to be polite but being cold. She'd laugh and look into my eyes.
There used to be this girl that would sit with me and talk and she'd laugh and she'd smile. She held my hand and when I needed her there she was, always.
There used to be this girl, she'd kiss me and stroke my hair. I always thought she was a dream and I took her for granted,
There used to be this girl who I loved with all my heart. I thought she'd never leave. Then one day she did just that. She did it with out looking back and I never asked her to stay.
There used to be this girl who I thought I loved, and now I know I do. I wish that she'd come back and cheer for me, talk to me in art, hold my hand when I needed her, kiss me and stoke my hair.
Michiru, I wished I had asked you to stay.