My heart is like the Shikon no Tama.
It has been shattered time and again, though not by my hand was the arrow
shot, but yours.
Unknowingly to you, I have given my heart.
It is ironic, there are others that love me, others that would do anything
for me and always be there.
For them I would the only one in their heart, never would they say a cross
word to me.
But I love you.
You, who are always cruel and if a kind word should pass your mouth meant
for me you would take it back, replacing it with something mean.
You, who always leave me to go to her.
Every time I see you with her my heart breaks again, every time you say you
love her my light grows dim.
I might smile and act like nothing happened but I am weeping inside.
You would do anything to get the shards of the Shikon no Tama.
You would go to the ends of the earth searching for them but not for the
shards of my heart.
Instead you would laugh, mocking my love, my pain.
I am hollow inside yet a whirlwind of emotions, knowing my heart means
nothing to you.
I am a ghost, empty of everything except my love for you.
I will always be there for you, continuing to love you.
Hoping one day you will search for the shards of my heart.