i can't really say poor inuyasha... as much as i'd like to.. now he definitely knows what kagome feels, though i think he has yet to make the connection, despite his keen perception of everything else.
Sunlight is my life... yet is it so strange that I adore the rain?
Love
Is but a fleeting Angel
Stopping for the briefest
Most precious Moment
To impart her sweet Kiss
And a trickle
Of Sorrow
I was never enough to just survive: I have to keep going, looking ahead, keep living, and thrive.