All You Need Is Love?

AN: K WELL...I WAS FEELING...ANGSTY AND AGAINST LOVE..AND THIS IS THE PRODUCTION. LETS SAY ITS L'S THOUGHTS ON BB. INTRODUCTION MY THOUGHTS, K?


All you need is love?

Really?

No. NOT really.

Actually everyone could do with a little LESS infatuation.

After all its the same damn thing.

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Your willing to give your all for someone, and sometimes you have to, and with power like that,with such a firm hold over someones heart, the GREED comes into play.

When your the center of someone's universe, being MOST important is no longer good enough. You want to be the ONLY thing important. You strip away joy and anger alike. You make them yours, your PUPPET, your OBJECT.

You wind then up accordingly, and keep them to yourself.

You give them a command for an emotion, no matter the cost.

Your the only one to supply them with ANYTHING now, so they work for something they should be entitled to, happiness.

But soon having your puppet dancing oh-so gracefully in the palm of your pretty little hand isnt good enough. Nothing ever is with you.

So you cut the love-laced strings, leaving them broken, wooden, and alone.

They go crawling back to what made them happy before.

And they are not pleased, their puppet is growing away from its one-track mindset.

You watch in horror as it gains its emotions, WITHOUT YOU.

So you wait in the background, watching, waiting, to cut apart your puppet again.

You act pathetic when you come "crawling back" but really its all part of your plan, your puppet has no choice but to welcome you back with open arms, controlled by the strings you placed in their mind.

Once the puppet seems to belong to you again, you try breaking the strings.

But they are hardened, laced with the happiness you so dumbly forgot to strip away again.

You see the error and try to patch the damage with your fake, sugar-laced words.

You cling so desperately to the fraying strings.

When its the puppet who unties them, and leaves you broken, and alone.

With your sweet coated irony, tying you to your bitter karma.


AN: ANYONE ELSE CONFUSED? CUZ THIS CONFUSED THE HELL OUT OF MY BY JUST TYPING IT...

I LIED. THIS ISNT L'S THOUGHTS ON B AT ALL...ITS MY THOUGHTS ON MY EX....

I GUESS IT COULD BE A BB/L FIC IF...THERE WERE NAMES...BUT NOW IT CAN BE ANY PAIR...