I can't tell him.

He completes me, yet I still can't tell him.

He will reject me, without knowing my feelings,

because I will never try.

Why can't I show my true self? Is it because the 'one for me' has someone that he will spend his life with for eternity?

Or is it because I can't face rejection.

Maybe it's because I see the way he smiles at his 'someone'.

I don't know, I don't want to try.

I will wither away, alone, forever.

Why do I love him so?

Is it because of his tanned cheeks?

His red lips, his sacred ahoge?

Do I love him for his country, or himself?

He is not in love himself though.

I see the way he looks at me.

Anger, jealousy, hatred, he would never love me.

He may love his younger brother, the lovely, adorable, cheerful one.

But what about me?

In this love... am I truly alone?