Ok guys. Yumi-chan here. In my family, I'm the artist and my little sis, Shizu-chan, was always the author. But lately I have been getting into writing and trying something new.

I mostly just write Ficcies and Angsty/Romantic Poetry about my life.

So here is a poem/story for a couple not spread around enough.

InoxChou

With a twist of Sasuke Fandom.

And some Shippuden Love with InoxShika

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I try my hardest everyday.

I try not to gaze into her beautiful blue eyes.

I try not to reach out to touch her golden blonde hair.

I try not to show my true feelings.

She was always talking about 'Sasuke-kun'.

The very name tore me apart inside.

It wasn't fair.

In society, looks are everything.

For someone such as me, it was impossible to get a girl like her.

Sasuke doesn't even appriciate the fact that he is loved.

He brushes her off.

Others may not notice, but she is not as tough as she leads on.

Slowly, she is dying inside.

Because of him.

I try to open my arms, to help her.

But she pushes farther away.

Like a dream.

The more you run towards her.

The farther away she gets.

Shikamaru doesn't understand.

He says that I should just give up on whoever I like.

I haven't told him who it was.

It's just too hard.

He doesn't see it.

Sasuke left Konoha a while ago.

I almost gave up my life to bring him back.

I did it for her.

To make her happy.

But it still didn't work.

She didn't even come to visit me in the hospital.

She did, however, go to see Shikamaru.

It makes me envy him.

Right now, I see her walking ahead of me.

Her hips sway slightly as she walks.

Strands of her long hair get caught in the cool breeze.

She shivers a bit.

Shikamaru wraps his arm around her curved frame.

The sun set just up ahead of them.

She leaned on his shoulder as they walked.

He better hold her.

Love her.

And give her everything I wish I could.

My best friend.

And my love.

Leaving me in the dust.

I guess...

It just wasn't meant to be.

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Yeah, I decided to throw in a bit of Shika at the end.

Usually my poems are better.

But my emotions weren't right.

Sorry!

Ja Ne!