Young love
A girl with strawberry red hair sits in a room lit by only a single light. The clock on her wall reads 1:23 A.M. Sora Takenouchi twirls her pencil in between her fingers trying to think of a poem. And on top of that- a dedication! "This is due tomorrow. I have to hurry," she whispered to herself. She brushed her shoulder length red hair out of her eyes. Mr. O'Donnell told the class to write about what interests them the most. But what interests her? She stared around her room for some inspiration. "Teddy bear, Backstreet boys, clothes" (A/N: hey this sounds like my room) just then her eyes landed on a Hanson poster on the wall. That's it she thought as her eyes widened. Then she started writing as though it was going out of style (A/N I have been listening to my mom to much lately)
The warmth of your smile,
Your warm embrace.
I always blush
When I see your face.
Even when we met
That faithful day.
Although we ended up
In disarray.
I love you so much,
more so than my mother.
Even when
You went for another.
I tried to get on
Without your love.
But it was pointless,
Because you were sent from above.
I wish you would
Let me in you life.
And one day I'd become your wife.
I know you can chose any girl that's not me,
But I know we are suppose to be together
From now and unto infinity.
Dedication:
Dedication:
I dedicate this to Yamato Ishida. If it wasn't for him, not only I would have never written this poem. But I never would have experienced young love. He is my support and I will always cherish him for that.
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I think I have accepted the fact that Matt and Sora get together. So this is my fist Sorato fic. I hope you liked it. And if you have any flames or complements please say so. :?) thanks.