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[Relena]

Yeah, I meant it. And Heero, I hope you feel better soon.

[Owen Macwere]

me too i hope he gets better soon he is a very cheerful guy and i like him.....heero don't make things like this stop u always head to the future and leave the past behind

[Relena]

Yeah, any girl would have to be weird to turn you down.

[Owen Macwere]

hahaha... cassiopeia u r such a good advisor.... well any way i wish heero luck..*sighs* we all passed in our dark days before

[Heero Yuy NWZC]

I know what you all mean and thanks for everything. I'll be putting the last poem up tonight.

[Relena]

Thankyou, Owen. And Heero, I'm glad you're feeling better.

[Ya Boy Alex]

Those poems are below decent but above crap. Nice enough work... I guess but I didn't expect much more than what I got.

[Heero Yuy NWZC]

The final poem...

Chapter 3...of 3

The answer came in the form of a message
A message in the morning
A message...that would tear my being
It struck me down into an abyss that seems impossible to get out of
No light had shown on this day in my perception
Why is this? How is this so?
You reserve your love for God but God doesn't want it all
He has someone out there for you to give some of that love to
That is His wish...for you be with someone that shares your love for Him
But no...you do not give it out...why?
So now I move but still with questions
Is it just because I am far? I am of a different race?
Now that this fear is gone I fear of something else...
Am I considered your friend? Am I close enough to have that title?
Would you trust me ever as I do you?
As am here, far away, dreading that even though I will never be with...
But now that I may not be your friend...
And this brings me greta sorrow as well
So now I am here, as I was before, but with a new look
On life...and on you...and how terrible it would be to not be considered trustworthy...
Or even an acquaintance...
This I ask you now
The only hope I have now
Is the light and love...of another...my other...my...Casper

The end of a trilogoy and the ending of a dramatic stage in my life. I hope to put more poems in here that aren't this depressing, but I hope you liked them anyways.