You are my sword, my shield and dream, though you may never know that you are so much more.
You are the sun and moonlight's beam. Though these words were never spoken, our bond cannot be broken.
You know my heart, thoughts and fears, you stand beside me through the tears.
Your soft white hair, piercing red eyes, I adore it all, I cannot lie.
I want so much to hold you close, to feel your arms around me tight, to hear you say "it's going to be alright."
You are so much more that my weapon, my scythe, my best friend, you are my life.
You are so much more than that, you are my world, my heart, my thoughts and dreams.
You are my Soul.
Soul shook his head, a smile creeping onto his face as he placed the book back on the table.
"Soul, I thought you were going out to play ball with Black Star and Kid."
"I did, Black Star was having a fit because he got beat and I was tired of listening so I came back. Friend or not, I can only hear " you had to be cheating, no one beats Black Star, I'll surpass-" well you've heard him. Soul grabbed a can from the refrigerator. Maka sighed, she had to give Tsubaki a lot of credit for being able to handle him.
"Did you eat yet Soul, I was just going to make something, if you want to I could-"
"Thanks Maka but I'm not really hungry, I'm more tired than anything. I'm just going to try to get some sleep." Soul stopped short of his room and turned back.
"You had the place to yourself tonight, how'd it go?" He watched with slight amusement as Maka's face began to turn red.
"It was fine." He couldn't pass up the chance.
"What did you do, I mean when I'm not here, rare as it is, what do you do?"
"Not much, usual stuff." The boy nodded.
"Well, I'm going to bed." He announced.
"Soul, wait!' Maka called suddenly. He turned back.
"What's wrong?" Maka looked away, suddenly noticing the book on the table, she gasped. She slammed the book closed.
"I- how long were you here before I came in?"
"Not long, why?"
"Did you read it?" He didn't answer, he watched his miester.
Her gaze cast to the floor, her normally pale cheeks now scarlet, an air of uncertainty surrounding her.
"Answer me Soul, did you read it?"
"Yeah, but that's why you left it there isn't it, you couldn't tell me so you let me read it?"
"N-No I-"
"Come on Maka, you never leave stuff like that out."
"But I-"
"I didn't know you were into poetry." He said softly returning to her side.
"It wasn't very good, I know but I thought it might help to write it down and-"
"Did it?" The young girl shook her head as tears filled her eyes.
"No. Now that you know, I'm afraid of what you think, will this change our friendship Soul, am I going to lose you?" Maka felt Soul's hand on her shoulder.
"Seriously, your poem was pure cheese."
"It was not, and it's more than just a poem, those feelings are real."
"Let me finish, your poem was super cheesy, but It's really sweet. It's cool Maka. As far as changing things for us, I have ro be honest, yeah It's going to change our friendship." He placed a hand under the girl's chin tilting her head up until their eyes met.
"You're not losing me, I'm going to be right here. You were right Maka." Soul said leaning in slowly.
"About what?" Soul moved closer to whisper in her ear.
"I am your Soul."