Neko-Erure-chan

We Three       (our Love is not perfect) To put us into words, is something not even Shakespeare could do. So for me to try, is something beyond what my hand can understand. You wouldn't remember the time, when I sat at home. You were with my brother, flying with the snow, a colour that suited you so well. You wouldn't remember that time, when you, he and me sat in your room and played fight on the screen. I heard voices. You left and broke your skin and my heart. As filth ran through your veins, an age old tragedy flowed through mine. But I learnt to forgive, never to forget. Do you remember that time, I ask with a smile, when the cl