ok so im new on the naurto scene...well writing anyway. me and my friends are kinda naurto addicts... any way so...heres a onshot
Disclamer: nope I, for one, do not own naurto...man do i feel deperessed now.
I remember the first time we met
It was snowing
And you forgot your jacket
So we shared mine
So many times it snowed and one of us had a jacket to share
We had many conversations in the snow
We solved many of life's questions
Keeping the answers to ourselves.
But then you left
Told me you'd come back for me
It's been 3 years
And everyone tells me to give up hope
But when you come home
You're not your self
We talked for awhile then you asked
Did you miss me?
No.
I missed the person you were. Call me when he's back.
I never did get that call.
I guess you didn't miss me either.