Author's notes: 3+4 poem, meaning shounen ai! If this bothers you then please do not read this ^.^ All neccessary disclaimers apply.
Understand
-To Nanashi and his little one-
All I have are memories of being taken by the hand
Not a name
Not a soul
Do you understand?
Old scars fade away when you are near
The warmth of your smile takes away the fear
But you're so high above me, so far away
And I a soulless soldier, with too many consequences to pay
Borrowed name, Borrowed time
Desperately clinging for something to call mine
Nothing of my possession, no one to call my own
When even my own identity has been lent out to me on loan
You read me so easily when no one else could
You can feel people- see what others can't see
But as much as you can understand everyone else's feelings
I stare out into space and wonder, are you as lonely as me?
I'm selfish; I want to taint you with my touch
Because I need that light of yours to help me find a way
The darkness won't let go of me
Maybe it'll listen to what you have to say
All I had are memories of being taken by the hand
Not a name
Not a soul
Can you understand?
Understand
-To Nanashi and his little one-
All I have are memories of being taken by the hand
Not a name
Not a soul
Do you understand?
Old scars fade away when you are near
The warmth of your smile takes away the fear
But you're so high above me, so far away
And I a soulless soldier, with too many consequences to pay
Borrowed name, Borrowed time
Desperately clinging for something to call mine
Nothing of my possession, no one to call my own
When even my own identity has been lent out to me on loan
You read me so easily when no one else could
You can feel people- see what others can't see
But as much as you can understand everyone else's feelings
I stare out into space and wonder, are you as lonely as me?
I'm selfish; I want to taint you with my touch
Because I need that light of yours to help me find a way
The darkness won't let go of me
Maybe it'll listen to what you have to say
All I had are memories of being taken by the hand
Not a name
Not a soul
Can you understand?
