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"Hey, do you love me...?"

"Of course..."

"For reals?"

"...no"

"Then let's end this game shorty, because I love you"

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We can't turn back time

To us what is time?

One moment it was a nonexistent illusion

The next it was something we wish fervently to stop

But the sands keep falling

I don't think I can do this anymore

Keeping up the pretense

Pretending it's not hurting

Putting on my happy facade for your fake play…

It's not working as well as I want it to

Don't get me wrong

I have tried to move on

But my mind is still there

That moment

That time

While the sands keep falling

Around us they crash down

Like our fragile relationship we knew was doomed from the start

Romeo and Juliet got it better

They at least died with each other

What do we have now?

Endless torture of what could have been and if I had done this

Forever to lament and regret

Don't even have the chance to find reprieve in death

It's a pathetic this meaningless existence of ours

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"So you love me...?"

"Mmmh hmm. Isn't it obvious?"

"I'm sorry then, but I don't love you back"

"Don't lie..."

"I'm not lying, I really don't love you."

"Not that part idiot...the sorry part"

"Oh"

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You would try to hide it

You would try to hold it off

You would try to lock it away deep within your mind like a personal Pandora's Box

You would try all sorts of things

To forget about me

Because you are you

But here I am trying to correct a wrong

But here you are not giving me the chance to

Turning me away

Turning my sandy world to glass

Cold, hard glass

Glass that would never reflect my feelings to you

Not anymore

This is final

Goodbye

Thank you

There were a lot of bad times

But there were good times too

Now there's no more meaning

I'll let myself drown

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"Do you think we could have been something?"

"Maybe...if the circumstances were different"

"Hmmm. If I die would you miss me?"

"I don't know, you haven't died yet"

"How much do you care for me?"

"Less than you do me."

"Ha ha... I knew you would say that."

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While the sands fall down around me


Yes it's been long, and this thing is short. I have no excuses other than procrastination. I am deeply sorry for making no updates, and even more so to the people who have looked out for the next chapter for my other stories and this is not it. I will try my best to get the next chapters up. This is kind of melodramatic and a bit angsty in my opinion. I guess I have some feelings I need to vent out sometimes and this is the format it's going to be in.

I know Toshiro is being a jerk and far from the gentlemanly awesome character we all want him to be but this to me is not that far off from his cold aloof character. Well, in my perspective anyway. I would love to hear (or read) about what you guys think off this. Oh and tell me if this a poem or a story, because I think its a bit of both so I'm not sure. Thank you for reading.

MERCYN