why i love vash the stampede:

his smile is so inocient,

his eyes are filled with sorrow.

he knows that knives will kill, destroy;

he knows people die tommorrow.

but no matter what, he keeps walking,

with his gun gripped in his hand.

no one to love, no one to care for,

this 60 billion dollar man.

why is knives so psycho?

and why does everyone die?

these question that he thinks about,

makes vash want to cry.

inside he feels like dieing;

his heart is full of pain.

and even if he does great things,

people still fear his name.

but even then, he wears a smile.

on his perfect angel face,

thinking that it's all his fault that,

there all trapped on this place.

and when he walks into a town,

discovering that everyone's dead.

he looks up at a building's side,

and sees a word in red.

"KNIVES" it saids in human blood,

the word so full of hate.

a tear runs down vash's face,

he knows that it's too late.

He wished that he could stop knives,

but vash will not kill.

for knives is his brother.

and he will care for him still.

vash's love is fovever,

i love him, though he's not real.

I know he's just a character,

that i can never hold or feel.

And the pain that i'm feeling now,

is a feeling that drives me mad,

because i know that i'm in love,

with someone i can't have.

and i don't mean vash this time,

because this guy does exist.

and the fact i'll never see him,

really makes me pissed!

He lives somewhere faraway,

in some place far out there.

and i know that i can't be with him,

i think that it's unfair.

we had so much in common,

we were best friends in the past.

but something that i see in him,

is how he's just like vash.

I love his spikey blonde hair,

and how his eyes are deep and blue.

he has a perfect golden smile,

and a heart that is so true.

and i'm just his stalker,

the worst one in the world.

i'm lonely and confusing,

a very distrubed girl.

and now i don't have a life,

beside my anime.

i hope that i'll see him again,

i know i'll find away.

but until then, i'm stuck here,

writing my worthless poem,

wishing i was with him,

and wishing i was home.

everytime i watch trigun,

and every scene with vash,

it makes me feel close to him;

a feeling that won't last.

soon reality smacks me,

and i realieaze he is gone.

and there's nothing i can do for him,

but write my stupid songs.

-by annette; written for vash and the guy from utah