FOREWORD AND DISCLAIMER:

This poem is written from Kyoko Otonashi's point of view near the end of
volume 14 of the translated Maison Ikkoku (in the last chapter, "I Love
You, But..."). 
Kyoko Otonashi was created and is owned by Rumiko Takahashi, and she is
used here - albeit anonymously - without permission.
As always, suggestions for improvement and other comments are quite
welcome. 


WALKING FROM CHACHAMARU


No more of this, no more. I'll walk away,
And build another life that's free from dust.
It hurts too much to hope and smile and trust:
it's simply best for all that I not stay.

He must know how I feel - he's seen me weep,
And burn with rage. There is no more pretense.
He wavers so. And I'm too prim and tense.
How can I jump this chasm with a leap?

Or might there be a bridge? But would it hold,
or would I plunge into an abyss wide
and deep, no better off for being bold?    

I hear his steps. He's walking by my side,
and yet he seems so far. The night is cold.
I could be with him. Maybe. If I tried.













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