A/N: Howdy! I don't own Toy Story *sniff*.
I wrote this while waiting for my internet to work. WORK, DAMN YOU, WORK!
This is a sort-of-poem-type-thing, I think. I'm not very good at writing poetry.
Also, it wouldn't let me leave spaces for each stanza-verse-thingy, so I've have to use the horizontal rulers.
And She Tries to Imagine
She sits in her prison and tries not to think,
And she tries not to remember,
And she tries not to look at him,
And she tries to imagine –
To pretend he's still there for her.
And if she could cry, tears would fall, thick and fast,
And they'd fall for her lost friend,
And they'd fall for her past,
And they'd fall for the future,
And she tries to imagine –
To pretend he's still there for her.
And she looks to where he is,
And he's no longer her friend,
And he's got to be fixed,
And he's no longer hers,
And he's a stranger again,
And she tries to imagine –
To pretend he's still there for her.
She can't even remind him,
Because his eyes aren't the same,
Because there's something wrong with him,
Because he won't even look at her,
Because she hurts to see the change in him,
Because she loves him,
Because he's forgot who he is,
And she tries to imagine –
To pretend he's still there for her.
He walks cautiously over to her,
And she tries to look back at him,
And they stare for a while,
And he's nervous for her,
Because something tells him: "She needs you",
And she doesn't have to imagine –
Because he'll always be there for her.
A/N: Okay, that didn't totally suck…
So, review, please?