Author's Note: Hey all; just a little poem. Excuse the non-creativity but I'm not very good at poetry in general; just be glad I didn't try to rhyme. Shakespeare would be turning in his grave. =P. This was the original end to my T+Y fic, but it was sort of too deep. But I left out names so think of whoever you think of when you read this…I have a person or two in the series I can think of where this poem applies.
Disclaimer: CCS does not belong to me…wish it did, but not in the cards for me, no pun intended…*facefault*
"To Fall"
It's hard to burn for the one that you cannot have,
Finding yourself longing and knowing nothing will come of it.
It's difficult to forget,
to put every memory, every word in a box and bury it.
It's painful to ignore the ache that churns inside,
clawing from underneath your skin.
Unbearable imagining a hesitant kiss in the night hidden behind the cover of leaves.
But it'd be so easy to fall.
End Note: So that's it. Review and tell me if I did alright. Was it too sucky? How can I improve? Tell me and I'll be eternally grateful.