ByaHime-Fanclub

A dreaming girl with doe gray eyes, Thinks of one whom many would find a surprise. One who many think has no heart, Is quickly tearing hers apart. Sometimes the feelings are strong enough to smother, Especially when there used to be another, One whose rejection had caused many a blister, When he had said he thought of her as a sister. She's afraid to feel that again so soon, She thinks as she stares at the moon, Which just like cherry blossoms and tea, Reminded her just of he... But not to try and never know, Would probably be even worse of a blow. So as she reaches for her sweater, She's feeling maybe somewhat better. As she

A lonely man sits in an orchard, His mind and heart are slowly tortured, As the shadows dance ‘cross the moon, In the midst of heated June. Though the cherry blossoms are out of season, He sits there thinking of a reason, Why he thinks of a girl, Whose smile alone makes his head whirl. He’s also thinking of the day, When he will know what to say, To tell her of what he’s feeling, As his shell is quickly peeling… He fears one day he will find, That he had truly lost his mind. But then when did he care what others thought? To tell a lie, hoping it would be bought? He was the type to never lie, He would first ho