Love Hurts
By: ChibiSana
Disclaimer: I don't own this poem or Kodocha!!!!! ;
Sana's Note: ::sigh:: Another chapter done...This one is kind of different to me than the others, for a reason...
I want to say thanks to all that reviewed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Last Chapter:
"It wasn't for her..." he said out loud to himself. He stood out in the middle of the street.
Hayama looked up into the sky. "I did this...I was afraid of being hurt..."
Rain poured down on him, as he bowed his head, crying. "I'm a fool..."
All of his clothes was soaked. "I'm sorry...Sana..."
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Chapter 4:
By the time Hayama reached his house, he sluped against the wall. He was wet and tierd. He was hurting everywhere. Mentally
and physically.
Hayama crawled his way up to his room (Not literally!). He sighed as he opened his drawer. He glanced down as something drop-
ped on the floor when he opened his drawer.
He starred at the picture of Sana smiling cheerfully and him stading besides her, looking bored, as always. But if you looked
closer, you would see that there was an emotion in his eyes as he looked at Sana (In the picture). Hayama slowly picked it
up.
"..." He sighed and placed it back on top of his drawer. "Sana..." He said nothing else and continued to change.
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(Hayama's POV)
What a fool am I...
I already miss her smile...
I put away, what I loved,
To never, love again...
When I look at her, it's all a blur...
How can I feel so many things...for one girl?
When she sees me...what does she see?
Does she still see the real, inside of me...?
(Sana's Note: This is oone part of one of Chris-kun's poems. There's going to another one, a whole different one too ok?)
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Naozumi:
Naozumi watched as Sana ran away from him. The rain pounded on his head. And yet...he didn't feel a thing...except for the
pain that filled his heart.
"...Goodbye...Sana..."
"Naozumi!" he heard someone shout. He slowly turned.
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Sana:
Sana sniffed as she reached her house. She felt so tierd and cold. She hurriedly opened her door. "I'm home..." she said with
a sigh. She turned and hung her coat. Then she heard it.
"Welcome home..."
Sana slowly turned around, afraid of what she would see. She had to be imaginating!
She blinked, and felt a wave of pain and love at the same time, as she starred into Hayama's brown eyes.
"...Hay...a...ma..." Sana whispered in shock. She didn't notice when her wet coat slipped on the floor.
"Sana..." Hayama hesitated, and then opened his arms.
Sana slowly walked torward him, and ended up in a full forse dash. She ran into his arms, as she wept. "Hayama..."
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As I held her in my arms I realized...
I could never truly let her go...
Holding her once more...
was like breathing...again...
My feelings...her feelings...were the same...
At least that what I thought
But...I now know how you must feel...
Longing for that person constantly...
Comparing every other person of the opposite sex to that one person...
Do I get any satisfaction in knowing what I am doing to her...?
no...
I loathe myself for this,
I concentrate on anything to get away from the pain...
But the pain is still there...
Today I look back and wonder...
Do I enjoy tormenting myself?
Do I enjoy torturing her?
Why couldn't I just say those three words?
...But that's all in the past now...
All has been said and done and cannot be changed...
But I CAN change the future that is ahead of me...
I won't tell her that one day she'll find the perfect guy because...
...I don't know...
What if I really am that perfect guy?
What I can say to her is this:
".... You are a very special girl.
I really mean that.
NO MATTER WHO or WHAT HAPPENS to you...
NEVER forget that...
because that one fact...
will never change...
I can say this so confidently becasue I know for a fact that it is true
No, I can't say this to every girl..
because then I'd be lying to about every other girl I know..."
She's strong and beautiful, smart and innocent.
...If only I could protect her from everything in this world...
But after what I did to her...
would she still want me to protect her?
Me?
I guess you could say that I'm smart, sweet and funny...
not much else in me...
If...she left this world before I did...
I would never forgive myself...
Knowing what I did to her...
never having fully explained it...
And...I left so many things unsaid to her...
There are so many things...
Things which..I'm too cowardly to say to her...right now... (Sana's Note: That sentence doesn't apply to the story...)
Her love...my love...is there really such a thing as love?
is it just an illusion?
Was what we felt truly love?
Or was it just a huge crush?
Well whatever it was...
I miss it already...
And I think back to when I held her in my arms and also realize
...we never let go...
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"Sana..." Hayama repeated, holding her closer.
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Sana's Note: I really hoped that you read that poem! It kind of explains a lot!!!
I think there will be about tow more chapters, if i get lucky....
By the way, who do you want Naozumi to hook up with?!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here's a preview of the next chapter: (It's kinda like a flash to this scene and a flash to another!)
______________________________
"Hayama...why...?" Sana asked silently.
"She was so...so..." Hayama balled his hand into a fist.
"Naozumi are you okay?"
"You really loved her, didn't you?"
"Sana..."
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By: ChibiSana
Disclaimer: I don't own this poem or Kodocha!!!!! ;
Sana's Note: ::sigh:: Another chapter done...This one is kind of different to me than the others, for a reason...
I want to say thanks to all that reviewed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
______________________________
Last Chapter:
"It wasn't for her..." he said out loud to himself. He stood out in the middle of the street.
Hayama looked up into the sky. "I did this...I was afraid of being hurt..."
Rain poured down on him, as he bowed his head, crying. "I'm a fool..."
All of his clothes was soaked. "I'm sorry...Sana..."
____________________________________________________________
Chapter 4:
By the time Hayama reached his house, he sluped against the wall. He was wet and tierd. He was hurting everywhere. Mentally
and physically.
Hayama crawled his way up to his room (Not literally!). He sighed as he opened his drawer. He glanced down as something drop-
ped on the floor when he opened his drawer.
He starred at the picture of Sana smiling cheerfully and him stading besides her, looking bored, as always. But if you looked
closer, you would see that there was an emotion in his eyes as he looked at Sana (In the picture). Hayama slowly picked it
up.
"..." He sighed and placed it back on top of his drawer. "Sana..." He said nothing else and continued to change.
______________________________
(Hayama's POV)
What a fool am I...
I already miss her smile...
I put away, what I loved,
To never, love again...
When I look at her, it's all a blur...
How can I feel so many things...for one girl?
When she sees me...what does she see?
Does she still see the real, inside of me...?
(Sana's Note: This is oone part of one of Chris-kun's poems. There's going to another one, a whole different one too ok?)
______________________________
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Naozumi:
Naozumi watched as Sana ran away from him. The rain pounded on his head. And yet...he didn't feel a thing...except for the
pain that filled his heart.
"...Goodbye...Sana..."
"Naozumi!" he heard someone shout. He slowly turned.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sana:
Sana sniffed as she reached her house. She felt so tierd and cold. She hurriedly opened her door. "I'm home..." she said with
a sigh. She turned and hung her coat. Then she heard it.
"Welcome home..."
Sana slowly turned around, afraid of what she would see. She had to be imaginating!
She blinked, and felt a wave of pain and love at the same time, as she starred into Hayama's brown eyes.
"...Hay...a...ma..." Sana whispered in shock. She didn't notice when her wet coat slipped on the floor.
"Sana..." Hayama hesitated, and then opened his arms.
Sana slowly walked torward him, and ended up in a full forse dash. She ran into his arms, as she wept. "Hayama..."
______________________________
As I held her in my arms I realized...
I could never truly let her go...
Holding her once more...
was like breathing...again...
My feelings...her feelings...were the same...
At least that what I thought
But...I now know how you must feel...
Longing for that person constantly...
Comparing every other person of the opposite sex to that one person...
Do I get any satisfaction in knowing what I am doing to her...?
no...
I loathe myself for this,
I concentrate on anything to get away from the pain...
But the pain is still there...
Today I look back and wonder...
Do I enjoy tormenting myself?
Do I enjoy torturing her?
Why couldn't I just say those three words?
...But that's all in the past now...
All has been said and done and cannot be changed...
But I CAN change the future that is ahead of me...
I won't tell her that one day she'll find the perfect guy because...
...I don't know...
What if I really am that perfect guy?
What I can say to her is this:
".... You are a very special girl.
I really mean that.
NO MATTER WHO or WHAT HAPPENS to you...
NEVER forget that...
because that one fact...
will never change...
I can say this so confidently becasue I know for a fact that it is true
No, I can't say this to every girl..
because then I'd be lying to about every other girl I know..."
She's strong and beautiful, smart and innocent.
...If only I could protect her from everything in this world...
But after what I did to her...
would she still want me to protect her?
Me?
I guess you could say that I'm smart, sweet and funny...
not much else in me...
If...she left this world before I did...
I would never forgive myself...
Knowing what I did to her...
never having fully explained it...
And...I left so many things unsaid to her...
There are so many things...
Things which..I'm too cowardly to say to her...right now... (Sana's Note: That sentence doesn't apply to the story...)
Her love...my love...is there really such a thing as love?
is it just an illusion?
Was what we felt truly love?
Or was it just a huge crush?
Well whatever it was...
I miss it already...
And I think back to when I held her in my arms and also realize
...we never let go...
______________________________
"Sana..." Hayama repeated, holding her closer.
____________________________________________________________
Sana's Note: I really hoped that you read that poem! It kind of explains a lot!!!
I think there will be about tow more chapters, if i get lucky....
By the way, who do you want Naozumi to hook up with?!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here's a preview of the next chapter: (It's kinda like a flash to this scene and a flash to another!)
______________________________
"Hayama...why...?" Sana asked silently.
"She was so...so..." Hayama balled his hand into a fist.
"Naozumi are you okay?"
"You really loved her, didn't you?"
"Sana..."
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