Hey again! Wow, I actually have fans...Since they told me to do something else, I decided to put up this poem I did for English. Originally, it was from my pov, but it works well from a (slightly older) Sakura's pov, thinking about Tomoyo, and I guess it's kinda sad, but...I decided to post it, if you will. I've got a few parodies for YGO, too, but I can't find them. ' Anyway...I don't own anything...just a few Shonen Jump magazines...so enjoy the fic, ne!
There's this person I like
But that's a lie, isn't it—
I love her.
We've known each other for a long time.
We get along so well;
Is it because we have so much in common?
Yes...it is, isn't it?
I've developed a strong love from our
Simple friendship.
Perchance she feels the same...
I find this person I love quite attractive.
Soft skin,
Lovely features,
Silky dark hair...
Damn my infatuation with dark hair.
I need to tell
This person
How I feel about her.
I'm ready...
I'm nervous, but
I'll do it.
I go up to her—
I can't.
Not even in a different language.
I have to tell her.
I will eventually, I promise.
One day, I will be able
To choke out a simple
Aishiteru (1).
So? Did'ja like this one? R&R, onegai (2)!
(1)I love you
(2)please?