11-22-99
I look,
Startled,
At a pile of cherry blossoms.
Zoicite-san had just left,
After an amazing speech.
How could he have known?
How could he have guessed,
At my feelings for Nephrite-kun,
I know I hide them will?
But what he said,
Hits the spot.
Maybe he's right,
But what if he isn't?
To look at Nephrite-kun,
Without regard,
To kiss him without regard,
To love him without regard,
Knowing he feels the same?
That would be,
Almost too much to ask.
Something in the way Zoicite-san looked,
Tells me to trust him.
I think,
It was his eyes.
They were so sincere,
And the memorializing look,
That they had,
When he spoke of Kunzite-san,
Just cliches the fact.
Yes,
Yes I will trust Zoicite-san this time around.
Now it is time to plan,
Plan to gain Nephrite-kun,
As MINE!