Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z.


Who are you to me?

Why do you even mean a thing to me?

There's nothing here between you and I.

You just see me as a woman whose soul purpose is to serve.

I see you as a deeply troubled man who needs some help.

Despite everything that you've ever done, I feel something for you.

It doesn't matter that you've murdered countless beings.

None of that is a factor in this equation.

You didn't cause me any physical harm.

I'm not one to be easily intimidated.

You can bark out orders all day everyday for all I care.

Just don't expect them to be followed.

Don't expect anything less than kindness from me.

I opened up my home to you when you had nowhere else to go.

I clothed you and fed you.

I was the one to take care of you!

I even built that training room especially for you.

What do I get in return?

Rudeness. Attitude. Mistrust. A cold shoulder.

Arrogance. Condescension. Negativity.

All I received was pessimism.

For every bit of warmth I displayed, I met resistance.

What do you know?

A whole lot of nothing!

I gave you unconditional love.

That's it. You had my heart.

You didn't have a clue how to handle something so fragile.

You just shattered it into millions of pieces.

It was quite effortless on your part.

It was foreign to accept such affection from a woman.

You truly believe I don't understand these things.

I don't get why you don't listen.

Why did I end up shut out?

Overwhelming pain is obviously visible.

Open up and it can all come flowing like a river.

I realize this is too much to ask you.

I stayed by your side regardless.

Just remember that you left me all alone.


Author's Note: Here's another piece brought forth from a broken heart. I wrote solely as an expression of my jumbled emotions. This is to help me cope with a situation I found myself in. A special thanks to Traktrysa for your continued support and love!