I cried for you three years ago.
Naruto saw me. They all did.
I had so many unanswered questions. So many feelings that I was unable to sort out. I was always wondering about the unknown, always worrying over what I already knew. I kept on thinking of change, and what it could have done for me. For you. For the us I only dream about.
I thought about you three years ago. I obsessed about you even more. I could tell you how many sun freckles you developed in the summer. Or how many shades of red your cheeks had turned when it first got cold. I could tell you how many times you beat Naruto, and how many times he beat you. 'Cause you know he did.
I lost a friend over you. A good one; my first one. Grew my hair out for you, starved for you. Acted like a lady for you. But you never seemed to have cared. Always cold, and always uninterested.
Then again that's why I fell in love with you. If you were to act in any other way I don't think I would like you as much. This attitude suits you just fine, honestly, the old you would have probably been a looser. Cute as a child; but what a pansy you would have been older.
Don't get me wrong. I would have still loved you. Cared for you and wanted to be with you. I know this for sure. Because when all the other girls gave up, your attitude- good to look at but not to love, I still held on. Only to become more engrossed in what is Uchiha Sasuke.
I met the both of you three years ago. The hater, the lover. The frowner, the smiler. The wannabe, the 'be'. The aristocrat, the underdog.
You made me cry three years ago.
And you, both of you, still make me cry till this day. But I'm stronger now, much stronger.
No one will ever see me cry again, not even you.
I love you.
AUTHORS NOTE:
Just a five minute drabble while I wait for my two blood sister's father to pick them up. Seeing them again after so long made me think of the past. Sakura has always been ignored; give her some love.