A/N: I found this in my Fanfiction folder and was like, what the heck? It's one of those poems I abandoned after losing my poetry muse. :P So, another SasuSaku poem, huh? I think I need to find time to write out some other pairing poems. Any . . . suggestions for that?
Endless Pursuit
This time I'll end it, for everyone's sake, for my mistake
So when I see you, it'll be our last.
I know your weakness, and now I'll use it.
To kill you, end it once and for all, once and for all.
Kunai, my weapon, I have it splattered with
The most venomous poison, deadly, incurable.
Your life will end in my hands, because
I believe I can stop you, I can stop you.
I lied, deceit is my name, a shinobi without shame,
I lied to my friends and left them half-dead,
Drug in their veins, but that was nothing compared to
What I was going to do to you, to kill you.
Let my breath slow down, wipe my face
Of emotion; all but a mask.
Hand, subconsciously gripped
The kunai tighter, tighter around.
My mind was a blank, the blissful numbness,
Void of emotion, empty of tears—
And then I meet you, anticlimactic,
And declared my love for you, that one last time.
You were bloody, you were tired,
An inch from death, no way to fight.
You were different, you were cold,
I don't recognize you, didn't know you.
I won't join your team, I lied;
Won't betray Konoha for you, I lied;
Yet you seem to believe me, tell me to
Kill the girl, and prove it, prove my resolve to you.
The red-head was a reflection,
The me of Genin years, I saw through her eyes:
She sat through sidelines, waited for rescue.
Weak, like how I was, just like I was.
The poisoned kunai was my weapon,
Venomous, fatal, a perfect murder.
Fingers clenched, heart clenched, as I thought,
This is it. This is it.
The final moment I steeled my resolve, but it was
Too late, of course, it was too late.
The girl whispered, "He's coming . . ."
I turned around, but it was too late.
His eyes were of madness, hollow and cold,
His eyes were of thirst, thirsty for my blood.
He charged at me at blinding speed—
As I turned around, it was too late.
So, I guess, Sasuke-kun,
Maybe we won't be married with a happily ever after . . .
I thought silently, glancing at you, sitting quietly
There beside the hospital bed.
I understand, you can never see me as more than a teammate,
A girl you happened to work with, a nuisance,
So it seems that true love is so much less extravagant
Than a crush, an infatuation.
But . . . if you need me, I will always be there for you . . .
Because, after all, even though Naruto was the one who saved me,
We are still friends, still teammates,
Still Konoha ninjas, still people under the same sky . . .
My weapon, the kunai,
Held loosely in my fist,
And there I stood frozen still
As your hand tightened around my neck.
(I am a master of lies,
But I've failed the last test—
To convince myself
To convince myself of my lies.
And because of that
I've always, always thought,
Deep down inside,
That you never changed.)
Kunai, my weapon, lies useless on the ground,
Faraway and beyond my reach,
Like that space, that tiny distance of one mere inch—
I cannot reach.
I thought this time I would l end it
So when I see you, it'd be our last.
I knew your weakness, and I would use it
To kill you, to end it, once and for all.