Ronin Warriors does not belong to me unforutantly sorry I forgot to put
that in my last entry. Hope you enjoy and please REVIEW. Arigatou
O The poem is mine...
You could hurt me with the sharp end of what you say
I stood letting the rain pour over my body. It hurt I admit. Those four words hurt more than anything in my life. 'I don't love you...' They echoed in the back of my mind.
My heart is all but flesh, but my soul at it's best...
I can't remember how long I stood out there...I guess it was awhile becasuse I felt someone put a jacket over my shoulders.
Is the breaking part of what you hold with your teeth.
Two strong arms, around my shoulders, dragged me inside. I was cold and wet, but didn't care. We walked into the house. I stole a glance at all their faces. Looks of empathy, distress, anger, and confusion. I didn't feel as alone. I was being led upstairs to my bedroom.
My hands enveloped within your own, takes heed to your feelings, they feel your warmth, hold your soul,
I lay on my bed listening to the rain tapping on my window. Those ruthless memories returned. I stood waiting to cross the street. It was a beautiful day, of what I can remember. The sun was shinning, a light breeze, typical for a May day. I was smiling. Why? You ask. Because I was about to cross the street to greet the love of my life. I stood watching the cars go by. In due time they came to a stop. I could see now the children playing with their kites, the senior citizens feeding the pigeons, across the street in the park. Then I saw him. With another woman. I stood my mouth agape. I crossed the street thinking it couldn't have been 'him'. I got closer to where they stood. It was him. I had seen 'her' before. They started hanging out. I questioned him about it. He said they were just study buddies. I thought nothing of it. I never doubted him. I 'trusted' him. They finished their passionate kiss. They caught eye of me standing there. Tears silently ran down my face. He looked away. She mumbled something in his ear and then left. "There's something I need to tell you."
Don't break away, Don't drop it. Everything embossomed within it all....
It hurts me to think of it. He left that day. He had it all planned out. The guys knew of it but didn't tell me. I was mad at them, but it was none of their buisness. I can remember, though, some of them throwing hints out. I was so naive. He never looked back. I was left standing there in the rain.
You drop my hands, you drop my soul.
I breathed in deeply, "Ryo why did you have to go..."
Thank you all for reading please review, this is my second story and i'd like to know how i'm doing. O and if u wanted to know it who it was about ( I bet you can guess) but it's about Mia and Ryo. I hoped u liked my poem too. Nasuti-san
O The poem is mine...
You could hurt me with the sharp end of what you say
I stood letting the rain pour over my body. It hurt I admit. Those four words hurt more than anything in my life. 'I don't love you...' They echoed in the back of my mind.
My heart is all but flesh, but my soul at it's best...
I can't remember how long I stood out there...I guess it was awhile becasuse I felt someone put a jacket over my shoulders.
Is the breaking part of what you hold with your teeth.
Two strong arms, around my shoulders, dragged me inside. I was cold and wet, but didn't care. We walked into the house. I stole a glance at all their faces. Looks of empathy, distress, anger, and confusion. I didn't feel as alone. I was being led upstairs to my bedroom.
My hands enveloped within your own, takes heed to your feelings, they feel your warmth, hold your soul,
I lay on my bed listening to the rain tapping on my window. Those ruthless memories returned. I stood waiting to cross the street. It was a beautiful day, of what I can remember. The sun was shinning, a light breeze, typical for a May day. I was smiling. Why? You ask. Because I was about to cross the street to greet the love of my life. I stood watching the cars go by. In due time they came to a stop. I could see now the children playing with their kites, the senior citizens feeding the pigeons, across the street in the park. Then I saw him. With another woman. I stood my mouth agape. I crossed the street thinking it couldn't have been 'him'. I got closer to where they stood. It was him. I had seen 'her' before. They started hanging out. I questioned him about it. He said they were just study buddies. I thought nothing of it. I never doubted him. I 'trusted' him. They finished their passionate kiss. They caught eye of me standing there. Tears silently ran down my face. He looked away. She mumbled something in his ear and then left. "There's something I need to tell you."
Don't break away, Don't drop it. Everything embossomed within it all....
It hurts me to think of it. He left that day. He had it all planned out. The guys knew of it but didn't tell me. I was mad at them, but it was none of their buisness. I can remember, though, some of them throwing hints out. I was so naive. He never looked back. I was left standing there in the rain.
You drop my hands, you drop my soul.
I breathed in deeply, "Ryo why did you have to go..."
Thank you all for reading please review, this is my second story and i'd like to know how i'm doing. O and if u wanted to know it who it was about ( I bet you can guess) but it's about Mia and Ryo. I hoped u liked my poem too. Nasuti-san
