:: An Unsent Letter ::

I smile a sad smile as I remember those days, long gone and distant; I used to hate you to such an obsessive extent, you never left my mind. You were so annoying, so cruel and heartless, I felt as if your existence made me go mad with anger. As the days, months, years went by; I

got to know you, little by little, more and more. I began to take a liking to you, and I wanted to become friends. But still you were just as cruel and heartless, I don't know why, but it made me sad. Sometimes, I used to cry, because I knew there was a better side to you, but still you

showed me the cold icy mask you always wore. I didn't understand. I never really understood you and I still don't. But as time went by so came a chanced meeting, there you had no mask and I could see the other side of you. It was so kind, so welcoming but all so alone. I took

that chance and closer, I thought I had become your friend. More time went by, and nothing really happened. I liked the way I could walk beside you, never saying a word, but still beside you. I liked what we had, though it was not much and I did my best to keep it that way. Tides

of change came and went, I think you tried to edge closer, stubbornly and purposefully, I pushed you back. I was afraid of taking a step and loosing what we had. But it seems that now, it was a grave mistake and I will surely be killed by it. Bit by bit, my actions now eat away at me.

Ignorant denial, which was my plan, to keep things the way they were. And it was that denial that kept me from seeing you slowly slipping away from me. Like a blunt knife cutting at a rope, my denial did that to our bond. Slowly but surely it began fraying, the rope grew weaker

and weaker. When I realised, it was all too late, you had already turned your back. I remember you departing words, they still cut me as if you had just said them moments ago. 'I don't know love, I don't know how to love, if I can live, I won't hinder you.' You walked away when I

finally had the courage to hold out my hand, but it was brushed away, like a pile of dust. The three words that might have saved me lay uselessly in my head. Just like that you left me here, in the hole I've dug for myself. But I guess I still can't accept what you said, and I hold on to

the thread of the bond that remains. I'll hold it tight and close to my heart. All in the hope that someday, you will come back. Until then I'll be waiting for that day.

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I was writing depressing poem for Deviant Art. (Link: .com/art/Too-Late-161583648) its pretty retarded but still…inspiration is inspiration.

This is written by some random to Hibari. It's weird I know^^ but I think it's kind of cute. Kind of really depressing too…but meh.

^^ hope this wasn't too horrible or retarded.

-K