I watched him as I read my poem, I don't think he was paying attention; he was staring at his table attentively. Maybe every once and a while he would look at me, but then quickly look away. Sometimes I just don't know. I would read a line, I'm pouring my heart out in this poem, and he looks so distracted as if he's looking right through me.
I read a certain line and takes me back, it was just before Yami no Yugi won the duel, we were just losing touch, not able to be connected anymore. I'm at a loss, I feel as though that time meant nothing to him. It meet the world to me.
That was a time I new what to do, I had direction, but now I'm just lost. With no goal to achieve with no path to follow. I'm just a lost being with out a self. And yet back then I was worse, it was the same thing. I had no goals of my own, I only heeded to what I believed I was to do. Before that, I didn't even really exist, it was fake. But at that time, I was something, and had something of importance to do, to finish. Was I the only one to feel that way? So incomplete?
But now as he reads, I realize, maybe, just maybe I'm not the only one to think that.
THERE WE GO COMPLETE:) Okay, i don't own..