Tap tap,
lost in the delicate
intricacies
of never really knowing,
never knowing what made you stop,
never knowing when you'll come back
to that smile
and that naivete that wasn't quite so naive
It was the soft rush of water
that sprinkled down his fingers
that reminded him of a smooth dance
though not perfect
and the way he fit so snugly in his arms,
the way he moved with him,
following his lead,
trusting him
It's the feel of sand beneath his boots
that reminds him
of how another stood strong by his side,
left behind every shard of childlike innocence
to protect him,
to save his life
He was so much stronger than
just a boy from No. 6 would be,
he was gentle and loving
unless pushed to the limit,
he was a fighter
as he loved stronger
than any would expect
Shion was everything
in a way that no one had ever became
to him,
was what he was never supposed to long for
yet did anyway
Nezumi sat down,
felt his heart beat
slightly out of a sync
with the world around him
and wondered what Shion was thinking,
what he was doing,
and whether farewell kisses were supposed to
almost taste sweet in the bitter twang of life
and smiled at the thought
of everything that they'd been
as close as they'd come
Love had wormed its way in,
and all Nezumi could do
was like it break down the barriers one by one
for his sake.