The Sword: An alternative poem

For Spawnspectre and all my devoted fans, I may not know all of you but I want to!

I miss

I miss the times we spent

Together in bed

Together hanging out

Kissing for hours

Making the boys suspicious

You gave me up

Like a bad habit

Left me

For a Blue haired boy

With a loud mouth

I miss your scent

Sweet Jasmine

Cherry Blossom

As the nights wore on

We felt passion

Love pure and true

Oh my dear blade

How you cut my soul

Like nothing at all

I know that I'll never

Never find another

Like you

My beautiful blade

My true love

I shed tears for you.