Hey! This ia a little poem about Toji's feelings two years after Momo shot
herself. A bit dark, but enjoy!

The holidays have come again,
but you obviously have not.
Isit here by myself, refusing to move,
and not noticing the gifts that i've got.
I cannot stop dwelling on the past,
on all the good times and the bad.
People are worried, but they don't know,
the kind of love we had.
It's raining now, I think,
but it doesn't bother me.
Ever since that awful night,
I've just been empty.
It's all my fault,
I see that now.
I started it all,
though I don't know how.
My lack of faith pushed you away,
and you have yet to come back.
I yearn for you everyday, alas,
my world has turned black.
I kept your gun through all the years,
simply as a reminder of you,
but now I think... I think...
it's time to go through-