Well hey everyone :)
Okay so I know you're all waiting for my next chapter of Pictures Worth a Thousand Memories (PWATM) and I'm going to start writing it soon this weekend. I've just been so busy with studying for finals and getting final essays out of the way. So yeah, a lot of crappy work out, In with the fun stuff.
So until the next chapter is up here's a poem from me to you. Think Helga's POV about Arnold being together with Lila. They're friends now and she was about to tell him she loved him, but she didn't get the chance because she found out they became a couple. So this is all hers.
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I want you to love me.
To want to be by my side
To sing me to sleep
and to just hold on to me so tight
To kiss me not just in the rain
but as we walk,
as a surprise,
just because you felt like it
anytime would be just...
more than nice.
I want you to love me
and say sweet little nothings,
to whisper in my ear
and to call me just to hear my voice
or just because you missed me.
I want you to love me,
to want me
Not because I'm just there
or the only one around
but because I'm honestly your best choice.
I want you to love me
so I can say I love you too,
so I can just surprise you during the day
so I can kiss you tonight
and maybe just drop by your place and be with you until
at least, 12 at night.
I want you to love me
because I can't love anybody else.
I try to give my heart to him or maybe, even him...
but I see your face in my mind all the time
and I just can't get it all right.
You've ruined me for every other boy
and for that, I hate you.
For that, I blame you.
Why did we meet?
Why did you stay?
Why can't your hold just let me go?
Why can't I, MYSELF, let YOU go?
You're not even perfect!
When you're mad, you're scary.
When you talk, you can be really sarcastic.
You say stupid things that make me want to smack you.
You make me feel incredibly head over heels for you.
(Oh don't you see?
You're perfect for ME!)
I want you to love me
so I can dance with you
- badly, I'm sure since I have two left feet-
So I can get to know you
and you'd get to know me.
So we'd be together and
because I know we'd make it work.
So we can sing together,
our voices rising in harmony.
I want you to love me
because...
well, I love you.
I love you even with all your flaws.
I have flaws too.
I know I'd be good for you and
you'd be good for me.
We'd be like two puzzle pieces,
fitting together just, oh so, perfectly.
I want you to love me
but you don't.
You "love" her.
She "loves" you.
Its so perfect for you two, isn't it?
I want you to love me because
what we'd have wouldn't be
just good for me.
It wouldn't be just good for you, either.
It'd be AMAZING,
right, true, honest...everything
...for US.
And that is what's meant to be.