Here
I am...
Sometimes
I wonder, what you saw in me,
It puzzles
me so greatly sometimes that I just
Have to
stop and stare, at all the other people
You could
have picked, all the others you
Could have
been with….why me?
I still
hope and pray for the one I love to
Return to
me, and yet you stand by my side..
Helping me
when I think I can no longer
Continue….
I tell you
time and time again… the affect she
Had on my
heart… I was bound to her… I
Could feel
it… even after she died I could feel
Her
presense… her life force, her soul, giving
Me the
strength I needed, I could have givin
Her
something more.
Then I
come back to the present, where I
Have
someone waiting for me, someone so
Assured
things will go her way, someone
Headstrong, bold, and brave… yet… when you
Talk to
me, tell me things so secret and
Personal,
you become shy, unaware, and
Uncertain
of yourself… I feel this is the way
You truly
are… It feels good to know you
Trust me
so openly with your feelings, it feels
Good to
know the real you.
But I like
it more when you are being brave,
There is
even a little hint of arrogance to
Your voice
usually… and I like that.
I wish I
could be what you want me to be…
Love you
the way you want me to love you…
But for
now this is all I can offer you…
I can only
offer you my friendship…
And I can
only do so much at time…
But,
please Tifa, wait…
Wait for
this blonde headed idiot to come
To his
senses… I can offer you my support
And
advice…
So… here I am…
~*Angel Bulma*~
