Part seven ;)

o Girl: Freeze! You're trespassing private property!

Guy: Excuse me, private property?

Girl: Yes, dimwit. Didn't you know that a girl's heart is considered private property?

o She's lucky that she's invisible. She doesn't have to follow anyone or be pressured to fit in. She can be nothing and still be happy because she's not pretending. She's being the person who she wants to be.

o Girl : I think I love him.

Guy friend : No, you don't. You're in love with the idea of falling in love, not him.

o You know why I love food more than I love you now? Because, sweetie pie, food has always been there for me and you never have. So screw being pretty, I prefer being happy.

o We're like alarm clocks. When the time is right, sparks would fly and a bell would ring in our head but only for us to hear, telling us that it'll work out. When time is slowly ticking away, waiting for it to change its hours; we cling desperately onto memories of when the sparks did exist. And when the battery runs out and time stops, so do we. We stop clinging onto memories and sadly, that's it. That's our ending.

o Such a poison you were to me, seeping through my skin and into my veins, killing me slowly and silently. And yet, I embraced you even more, held onto you even tighter and gripped you even harder. Such a poison you were to me, because I wouldn't let you go. I couldn't let you go and you the same. Such a poison you were to me as romeo was to Juliet and such a poison I were to you as Juliet was to romeo.

o One minute its perfect and the other, a complete disaster. Like a yoyo, we're hanging by a thread; rolling up and down, sometimes making it all the way to the top and sometimes just dangling there, swinging back and forth all the while praying that the thread is strong enough not to break.

o It ends tonight; days of longing and believing in silly daydreams of a fairytale dream come true. She's been waiting far too long for him, her imaginary prince. It's about time she starts living in reality and not in a world of fantasy.

You don't exist. I do.
He does. She doesn't.

It ends tonight; days of yearning and hoping in an everlasting love. He's been waiting far too long for her, his dream. It's about time he starts loving who's real and forget who isn't.


And part seven ends here. Whew, it's been awhile, eh? I've been stressing on matters and that made getting inspired harder than it usually is but eh, I pulled through. 6 of it you've probably seen them on my status in facebook and the last 2 were written by me today while I was at McDonald's.

The last one is a bit hard to understand so let me explain.

The first part is clearly in the girl's point of view and the second part is, again, clearly in the guy's point of view.

What's this talk of fantasy and dreams?

Actually the guy and the girl, they're both real. It's just that they're living in different dimensions. They both think of each other as a fantasy, for the girl, and a dream, for the guy, because of this. That is how they both appeared in each others world, one as a prince in a girl's fantasy of a fairytale and the other as a lover who's love would not waver in a guy's dream of an everlasting love. How that managed to happen, I have no idea XD

In a way, it's tragic. They're both what they're looking for yet they can't be together. Kind of like Romeo & Juliet.

Anyway, enough ramblings coming from me.

Buh-bye.