Every day, I try to make him so happy, but never once does he see me.

He'll always love her, even when she's the one who's dead, and it's slowly killing me from the inside out. He's so tender with me sometimes, but it makes me wonder whether it's truly me he's seeing, or something he could never have. I will stay with him, though, as long as he's happy with me being there, alongside him.

As long as he's happy, I'm happy, after all.

Whenever he sees her, his amber eyes, so normally raging with hidden emotion, become so… enlightened, calm. I see them embrace, wishing it were me instead, but that's selfish of me isn't it. It's my job to be happy for everyone, carry all their pain, console them, but now my own load is becoming too much to carry.

However, as long as he remains happy, I will bear with it and rejoice in his happiness, even if it's not with me.

We're always fighting over the most trivial of things, but I bet when he was with her, they never fought like we did.Such harmful words we speak to each other sometimes, and it hurts me whenever he compares me to her.Even though he doesn't say it, I can tell, just by looking into those orbs of molten amber. Kikyo was more beautiful, and a better archer.

I know these things, and yet he continues to push them upon me. But, I will not complain, because that's just not what Kagome does. At least not the Kagome they see, anyways.

So, I will continue my silence, because my hurt doesn't matter as long as he is happy, because goodness knows, he truly deserves it.

I see him pledge his love to the woman with whom I share a soul, and I feel the cold steel of jealousy pummel through my heart as though a dagger is thrust into my chest, and the pain within me burns all the more.

Feelingso useless whenever she's around, causing me to doubt myself and my abilities, because she can always do better. The only thing better about me is that, unlike her, I am alive, while she is just an image of her former self. Too bad he can't see that.

I feel the cold wind caressing me, embracing me, almost in an effort to comfort my shattered heart, but the empty feeling I have will not disappear, not until he truly comes to me, when I can feel his loving touch, see his love brimming within those flaming spheres.

Alas, my happiness is nothing, because I am happy as long as he is happy, my Inuyasha.

At least, that's what I keep telling myself.

okay,thats it...I hope u guys like it. Reviews would be nice.

Trevor:hey, you forgot the disclaimer, stupid.

me:oo ya, trevor, you do it.

trevor: We own nothing. if we owned Inuyasha, we would use it to complete our plans for world domination.

penguins: WORLD DOMINATION!