You look so happy today.
You're with her of course.
I watch you from the corners, and I hurt.
I don't speak.
It would ruin the moment and the time you have now, but I don't stop wondering…
Is it because I didn't know you then, and couldn't comfort you when you were small?
Or are you playing chess with her, and am I just another pawn?
I can't help but remember how I followed you around like a puppy. How silly I was...
How strong you were…
How unnecessary I am…
It still hurts now and I feel as though I've made a mistake.
I gave my life for yours, my breath, and my soul.
Now I'm a spirit wandering… hiding in corners and feeding on your laugh…your smile.
I could never make you laugh like that, and I could never make you smile.
You don't seem so empty today.
You were with her last night of course.
I wonder…
Did she whisper sweet nothings in your ear?
Were they the ones I always dreamed of saying?
Did you talk about a future together or just an end to one night stands?
Did you hold hands with her, or was her girlish charm too much?
You look so happy every day…
Maybe I could have made you that happy, if only she never existed.
But I suppose I never would have met you then…and I would still be there…
There's nothing left to hope for here, and every day I fade a little more…
I continue hiding in the shadows, and at nights I pass a hand through your cheek.
The feeling isn't there anymore…
Alas, I cannot weep.
You look so happy today.
You're with her of course.
I can't help but wonder if you'll miss me tomorrow…
Or if you ever did.
A/N: I really liked Sherrice, and I can't understand why more people don't. I decided to write this to explain how she must have felt to see Ryuhou fall for Mimori instead of her, and the hurt that came after her life sacrifice.