I'm back! And please don't say you all just cringed into your computer chairs and whimpered. I'm not creepy. I swear. Bwahaha! Just kidding...Here is another one of my depressingly vague and philosophical fan fics about my favorite ship.
Polar opposites. Sun and the moon. Black and white. Hot and cold.
But in some twisted way, the same. Spots and polka dots. Autumn and fall. Falling and jumping.
Neither wanted this to happen. Skirting by in parallel lives, never once becoming perpendicular.
Both were perfectly fine with this arrangement, thank you very much.
The thing is though, you are-until your not. You love until you absolutely loathe. You laugh until you break down into tears. Some things just aren't choices. You have to breathe, until you die. You can be as stubborn as you want about it, kicking and screaming, but in the end- you just have to. Simple as that. And if you don't, well at least one problem solved.
Its like gravity, you know when you jump, you'll eventually fall and hit the ground. The harder you try to stay away from them, you closer you are drawn. Right, like gravity.
But I don't see you running towards him yelling, "Its the gravity-I can't hold back!"
That would be weird.
What I DO see is you shy-ly make your way up to him and make do with a half-hearted punch and a weak, "Fredwierd-"
I can see your strength and will power is now in that tech-nerd's pocket.
And also your wit, I see.
But also like gravity, you two keep each other in synch. You keep each other down. Your your own personal lock and chain.
But I don't see you complaining.
Because, it seems, both of you are perfectly fine with this arrangement, thank you very much.
Oh, my. I actually liked this one. I think I just sounded very- surprised? Nah, more like extremely annoying to the people who hated this and are about to leave me a scathing review on how I should get a life. :P. ← All I got to say to you. :P/. Haha, if you leave me a review (good or bad) I PROMISE I will go and read a story (or more) of yours and review. Look at me, starting a cycle. I am realizng two things at the moment. My author's notes are way. to. freaking. long. And I use parentheses and periods way to much. Anyway, I'm done. Toodlydo!
