So I don't do a lot of poetry, but I wrote this a while back so I figured why not. As far as how I spell his name I've seen it at least three different ways, I have used this one for awhile.

Toushiro Hitsugaya

Is this what it feels like,

To have a Zanpakuto made of ice?

To have no warmth..

It doesn't feel nice

But when I put my hands around her face

Heat rushes through me.

Pink is what you would see around my face.

Our hearts begin to pace….

But when I go away,

Back to where I belong,

I find myself thinking of her

And it becomes so hard to be strong.

Then the cold takes back over,

And I know I can no longer love her

This is how it must be

-Toushiro Hitsugaya