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!
