Decided y'all needed an update, and I was in a poetry mood. Freeverse. Forgot how fun it was :)
I don't own KC.
O-o-O
you want to believe he's
l y i n g
when he says he l.o.v.e.s you
please, zia, he says, just try to remember.
and you try, you
/r/e/a/l/l/y/
do
but the memories
[j][u][s][t]
aren't t-h-e-r-e
(and you aren't sure if you
want
to remember him).
he is a Kane
evil, traitor, dangerous
~caring~, (l)(o)(v)(i)(n)(g), searched for
y.o.u
for months on end.
you don't k n o w what to
believe anymore.
you don't even KnOw if you can believe
y~o~u~r~s~e~l~f
because when you (s)(e)(e) him, you think
you might love him, too,
because your stomach t u r n s and you can't
breathe
and maybejustmaybe
you think it's s.w.e.e.t
when he smiles and pulls out your chair
(how could such a gentleman
be evil?)
or the way he's always there to
catch you
when you wear yourself out training.
as much as you (h)(A)(t)(E) to
[a][d][m][i][t]
it, you think you must be
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
hard
for Carter Kane.
now you just have to
brace yourself
and hope you don't shatter
on i m p a c t.
O-o-O
That was fun. Come on, Zia, have a heart and tell the poor boy how you feel.