I watched him go out the door with his friends. I didn't even say good-bye. Or tell him I loved him.
I sight softly and looked around. The house was empty. Shorty and Tamao had gone with him. They probably will say good-bye.
The ghosts seemed to sense my mood and stayed away.
I moved from the foyer, to the living room, up the steeps. Down the hall and to the right.
Opening the door, I stepped in. It was dark. Like my mood.
But it smelled of the sweet scent of him.
I walked over to his bed and lay down.
I pulled his pillow close to my face, breathing deep.
Oh, how I loved the sweet smell of him.
I closed my eyes. I imaged him lying next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
Like he does every night.
I'm so cold with out him.
He's always so warm and willing to share his warmth with me.
I was always so cold without him.
So unhappy.
Now I'm warm.
I'm happy.
All thanks to him.
But, now he's left.
I know he had to do it. He must become Shaman King.
But I miss him.
His smiles.
His warmth.
His scent.
Every thing about him.
"I love you Yoh."
Yes... This is my first shot at Angst, so please don't hurt me. I wrote it in ten minutes during lunch. Sorry for Anna being so OOC and for it being so short. I was
inspired to write this cuz of some lyrics from Phantom of the Opera. They are from Think of Me; Think of me, think of me waking silent and resign. imagine me trying to hard to put you from my mind.