Nezuko Kamado
I check to see again if her eyes are looking back at me maybe the made up stories are true that’s how I’ll know if all of it is really you and when I turn my head, your eyes may reveal I promise I won't be scared, I just need the answers to heal the empty castle is haunting, the grim reaper roams in his stalking I lock all the doors behind me yet the scent always comes through sometimes its clean laundry and other times it’s strawberries, but if I tell this to anyone else, would they all think I’m crazy? I trace my fingers over her initials in thoughtful engraving and I can feel her energy, like she’s right there sitting next to me I watched her transform into pink flames as she disappeared, a void caved inside of my brain sometimes I meet people who have your name and I want to tell them how I know a spirit as kind and caring as you are how I wish I could do anything to...