A/N: I like rhyming. Don't bitch around about it plx . This is my first fanfic poem. Lol, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, you all should be lucky that I don't. Muhahaha.

For Sasuke, the lonely years without Sakura and the rest of Team Seven have passed by and he had obtained such power. Yet, after achieving his goals, he still felt unsatisfied. One day, he thought about returning back to his village, Konoha and his mind suddenly drifted off to Sakura. He reminisced about their young genin days with Kakashi and thought about how many times Sakura has tried to communicate with him. He had finally noticed his true feelings about her and how much he needed her in his life. Before you knew it, a paper and pen was in his hand, jotting down the words he wished he can say to her..

I haven't thought of you as much,

on my dangerous journey in gaining power and such.

Yet, as I was reminiscing,

I have finally realized what I've been missing.

Why is it only now,

that I've found the reason to vow?

I was never there,

and now I'm finally aware.

I want to feel your breathing,

I want to dance in your eyes,

I want to stroke your lips,

I want to steal a kiss.

This new feeling,

an emotion I'm concealing.

I feel guilty.

And so stupid.

I thought leaving you,

was the best thing to do.

But all it did was cause pain,

emotions that I cannot strain.

Back then,

when you fell,

I was the one to catch you.

When you were in trouble,

I was the one to save you.

I honestly believe,

that we would last forever.

But I still decided to leave.

I wonder,

Do you still miss me?

Because now that I'm gone,

there is nothing I can do,

that will allow me to hear the words,

"I love you".

Up until now,

I've never noticed,

how much you mean to me.

But,

I know I'm already too late,

since I already know,

I fucked up our fate.

I guess,

I won't have the chance,

to say,

that I've finally realized,

how much I want to be with you,

how much I crave you,

how much I want to protect you..

I too,

love you.

Sasuke, the survivor of the Uchiha clan, reread the last lines of his poem over and over again. The pen in his hand long gone. He signed in sorrow, "I guess this can definately be called, The Almighty Lost in Love."