Ninety Nine Percent Chance

by Skyskater

Because you know, Light-kun, yes. It's true. There's a ninety-nine percent chance that I've fallen for you. I don't want to believe you're Kira. So prove to me that you're not. L x Light

Outside my window, beyond the glass
People's feet are moving fast
To run from Kira,
And I find myself in an ironic position.

I sit next to you, Light,
And you have me within plain sight.
You could find out my name at any time,
And I think you just might be Kira.

All you need is a face and name,
To put me under, to make me the same
As your other victims.
So why aren't you?

But you're so innocent, you're so young.
Your life story's still unsung.
I don't really think you're Kira,
But the suspicions are stacking up.

Because you know, Light-kun, yes. It's true.
There's a ninety-nine percent chance that I've fallen for you.
I don't want to believe you're Kira.
So prove to me you're not.

Please prove to me that you're not him,
And please prove to me that this dim,
Flickering little candle of like inside me
Can grow even bigger.

So it can grow into a burning fire,
Of love, want, need, desire,
And I hope that someday, you can look past all this
And reciprocate.