FOREWORD AND DISCLAIMER: This poem is written from Kyoko Otonashi's point of view near the end of volume 14 of the translated Maison Ikkoku (in the last chapter of the volume, "The Most Important Detail"). Kyoko Otonashi was created and is owned by Rumiko Takahashi, and she is used here - albeit anonymously - without permission. Suggestions for improvement and other comments are quite welcome.
WALKING FROM
CHACHAMARU
By Elin B
No more of this, no
more. I'll walk away,
And build another life that's free from
dust.
It hurts too much to hope and smile and trust,
it's
simply best for all that I not stay.
He must know how I
feel - he's seen me weep,
And burn with rage. There is no more
pretence.
He wavers so. And I'm too prim and tense.
How can I
jump this chasm with one leap?
There might just be
a bridge - but would it hold,
or would I plunge into an abyss
wide
and deep, no better off for being bold?
I hear his steps.
He's walking by my side,
yet still he seems so far. The night is
cold.
I could be with him. Maybe. If I tried.