Past Time
I set everything away.
You're not home.
I
worry. I had put my tea down, sat, and waited. I closed my eyes and
counted the seconds that had gone by since you had left. Seconds would
turn into minutes, and then minutes would soon turn to hours. Soon I
will worry if it will take days; weeks, months, or even years till you
come back. I stood up, opened my eyes, thinking that maybe you were
there. Maybe you didn't leave, we didn't fight- or didn't fight, and
left the issue alone- even if we did need to discuss it. We do need to
discuss it. We need to talk, something we haven't done yet.
We're too quiet, polite, and empty.
We're too alone, hopeless, and lie.
Maybe tonight, the lights will be left on.
I had a quick peek outside. You're not there. Only the empty humming silence of insects, and dancing of lights. Only nothing important.
You're not home.
So I cry.
[Authors Notes] Bah. Too bad suckers. It was gonna be a Paradise Kiss piece but I changed my mind and I will now litter the Naruto space with some more Sasuhina goodness. That's right you morons. It's Sasuhina, and you can't do shit about it. Heh, and yea. I do reliaze I did put some synonyms in. Shut-up. It's called an effect.