Italic=Amy's POV. Bold=Ian's POV.
Every time he looks at me with his amber eyes at me, my heart skip a beat. It was magical.
Every time she looks at me with her jade eyes, my heart flutters. It was magical.
The way that he complains about his Armani makes my heart jump out of my chest. It was magical.
The way that she stutters around me makes my heart shuffle. It was magical.
I asked her for a date and she said yes. It was magical.
He asked me for a date and I said yes. It was magical.
I leaned and kissed her. It was magical.
He leaned and kissed me. it was magical.
A simple fight happened.
And that fight became complicated.
I can't understand why she had to make it complicated for me.
All he has to do is to apologize for his mistake and everything will be back to normal.
I don't know how to fix this problem, anymore.
You're my problem.
She's too mature, she can't handle a simple jibe.
He's too childish, I don't like the way he jibes.
I can't take it.
I can't take it neither.
I asked her to break up with me.
And I agreed.
I didn't expect her to agree.
I didn't expect him to break up with me.
Perhaps she doesn't love me the way I loved her.
Perhaps he doesn't love me the way I loved him.
She let me experienced love like it was magic.
He let me experienced love like it was magic.
Stupid boy! Magic can sometimes be an illusion.
Stupid girl! Magic can sometimes be an illusion.
Reviews, please?
~Khion