(A/N: to repeat myself,I made this poem to go along to Kagome's Poem, although I'm not the author of that one, but I had a spur of the moment idea)
INUYASHA'S POEM
Here I am,
Once again,
The choice to make,
I can't pretend.
The two of you,
For which I lust,
But only one,
Can have my trust.
Looking back,
On all this time,
To see which
Should be mine.
The rush of memories,
To that unfortunate day,
On which she died,
And sealed me away.
Time passed,
And half a century later,
This new one came,
Though, I despise and hate her.
But a look at her,
Made me at ease,
Like a summer wind,
Or an autumn breeze.
And the hate and frustration,
That I had once felt,
For the way she looked at me,
Had made my heart melt.
But I despise my life,
For now you see,
The choice to keep,
Is up to me.
A love betrayed,
Is a love in pain,
But growing compassion,
Is a love in gain.
So my choice went,
With the one I met,
After her,
For she has left.
But inside all this time,
I knew all along,
That my heart with her,
Is where it belongs.
