How Could an Angel Break My Heart
by Ma Junior
Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters of Dragon Ball Z or Toni Braxton's How Could An Angel Break my Heart
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I heard he sang a lullaby
I heard he sang it from his heart
When I found out thought I would die
It was raining. The weather matched her feelings. Her first love, the man, she thought she would spend her life with, told her he had found some else.
Because that lullaby was mine
I heard he sealed it with a kiss
He gently kissed he cherry lips
That was a week ago. She never thought it would hurt her that bad. But she was wrong. It felt like he had taken a piece of her soul with him with the click of the door, when he left.
I found it so hard to believe
Because his kiss belonged to me
*I should have seen it coming * she thought bitterly. *He was beginning to pull away ever since he was wished back, what a genius i am*....
Flash back:
*Just perfect* she smiled. She was wearing a midnight blue, strapless dress, that flowed graciously down on the at her ankles. She applied little makeup. Ding Dong Her heart fluttered and butterflies formed in her stomach.
She could hear Yamcha making small talk with her mother, complimenting on her garden. *What a sweet talker* she thought. She padded softly down the stairs. As she walked down the last stair her boyfriend and mother turned and gasped.
" Oh dear, sweety look you beautiful" he mother gushed and hurried out of the room.
Yamcha smiled a sad yet longing look at her. " You look like a lost goddess" he spoke softly and handed her a dozen white roses.
"Yamcha, thier lovely, thank you" she smelled the tips. "Let me put them in a vase" she left and put them in water, and walked back in to find Yamcha sitting on the couch looking slightly defeated.
"what's wrong" she said taking a seat next to him and snaked an arm around his waist.
" It's hard to say" he sighed. Keeping his stare on the carpet in front of him.
"hey, we have been together for this long, we can tell each other anything" she comforted.
" Bulma, you are a wonderful person, a great scientist, and a better friend" he paused. She felt the tears coming to her eyes. " But things are not like they were when we were younger, we had the world and years ahead of us. I feel that we are not the same, the relationship we have is more like a friendship than anything else. I know I am not the one for you and I know he is out there."
She was crying now. The armthat was around his waist dropped to her side. But she had to know why he was doing this. "Why" she croaked out.
Yamcha sighed deeply, but continued, "I have found that someone, for me. I know it is selfish, but she makes me happy. She makes me feel different"
She had not doubt in her mind that he did not cheat on her, he was not that kind of person, he was honest.
She could not believe she would do this but it came out anyway. " Thank you" she managed.
Yamcha looked at her wide eyed and unbelieving. "W-What"
She smiled weakly, " I said thank you, for teaching me how the love, but I have one request" .
Still shocked Yamcha answered, "Yea".
She smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder saying, " maybe not now, but I want us to be friends, I don't want us to lose that".
"Yes, thank you for understanding" he said, standing up. She stood next to him and gave him a final hug. He kissed her on the cheek and walked out of her house. Once the door was closed she collasped onto the floor in a heap. Sobbing.
End of Flashback
How could an Angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish i didn't wish so hard
How could an Angel break my heart
I memory still raw in her mind. Everytime she thought about it, it felt like putting salt in a new wound. * I wonder what she looks like* she thought miserably.
I heard her face was white as rain
Soft as a rose that blooms in May
He keeps her picture in a frame
And when he sleeps he calls her name
I wonder if she makes hime smile
The way he used to smile at me
I hope she doesn't make him laught
Because his laugh belongs to me
* I hope she does make him happy, at least someone should be* she released a breath that she didn't know she was holding.
How could an angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish i didn't so hard
Maybe I wish our love apart
How could an angel break my heart
Her eyes felt for once, in the whole week dried out. She felt that her eyes could not cry anymore. But there was the sinking feeling in her stomach and the pain in her heart. She felt drained, not physically, but emotionally also.
Oh, my soul is dying, it's crying
I'm trying to understand
Please help me
She felt closed in by this feeling. Like a caged animal. Lost. She didn't know where to turn to. She didn't know if it will be 'normal' anymore and that is a terrible feeling. The comfort feeling being striped away. Then it hit her like a slap in the face. *He was comfortable. No changing*
It was like a habit and she had grown to love him and found being with him was comfortable, that he would always be there.
How could an Angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling stay
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart
The storm was beginning to clear up. The sun peeked through the clouds like a new hope. *Maybe I will find my One* she thought hopefully. Her mood seemed a little lightened by that sudden inspiration. With amazment she smiled and walked to the bathroom cleaned herself up, and walked downstairs, suddenly she was very hungry.
Well there it is my first romance fic! Please review- flame it I don't care just wanna if anyone is reading it! Well IF you like it and want me to continue it, which by the way will be a Bulma/Vegeta fic. so if you like ya know review and if you don't well...review. thanx for reading! *wink*
- Ma Junior
by Ma Junior
Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters of Dragon Ball Z or Toni Braxton's How Could An Angel Break my Heart
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I heard he sang a lullaby
I heard he sang it from his heart
When I found out thought I would die
It was raining. The weather matched her feelings. Her first love, the man, she thought she would spend her life with, told her he had found some else.
Because that lullaby was mine
I heard he sealed it with a kiss
He gently kissed he cherry lips
That was a week ago. She never thought it would hurt her that bad. But she was wrong. It felt like he had taken a piece of her soul with him with the click of the door, when he left.
I found it so hard to believe
Because his kiss belonged to me
*I should have seen it coming * she thought bitterly. *He was beginning to pull away ever since he was wished back, what a genius i am*....
Flash back:
*Just perfect* she smiled. She was wearing a midnight blue, strapless dress, that flowed graciously down on the at her ankles. She applied little makeup. Ding Dong Her heart fluttered and butterflies formed in her stomach.
She could hear Yamcha making small talk with her mother, complimenting on her garden. *What a sweet talker* she thought. She padded softly down the stairs. As she walked down the last stair her boyfriend and mother turned and gasped.
" Oh dear, sweety look you beautiful" he mother gushed and hurried out of the room.
Yamcha smiled a sad yet longing look at her. " You look like a lost goddess" he spoke softly and handed her a dozen white roses.
"Yamcha, thier lovely, thank you" she smelled the tips. "Let me put them in a vase" she left and put them in water, and walked back in to find Yamcha sitting on the couch looking slightly defeated.
"what's wrong" she said taking a seat next to him and snaked an arm around his waist.
" It's hard to say" he sighed. Keeping his stare on the carpet in front of him.
"hey, we have been together for this long, we can tell each other anything" she comforted.
" Bulma, you are a wonderful person, a great scientist, and a better friend" he paused. She felt the tears coming to her eyes. " But things are not like they were when we were younger, we had the world and years ahead of us. I feel that we are not the same, the relationship we have is more like a friendship than anything else. I know I am not the one for you and I know he is out there."
She was crying now. The armthat was around his waist dropped to her side. But she had to know why he was doing this. "Why" she croaked out.
Yamcha sighed deeply, but continued, "I have found that someone, for me. I know it is selfish, but she makes me happy. She makes me feel different"
She had not doubt in her mind that he did not cheat on her, he was not that kind of person, he was honest.
She could not believe she would do this but it came out anyway. " Thank you" she managed.
Yamcha looked at her wide eyed and unbelieving. "W-What"
She smiled weakly, " I said thank you, for teaching me how the love, but I have one request" .
Still shocked Yamcha answered, "Yea".
She smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder saying, " maybe not now, but I want us to be friends, I don't want us to lose that".
"Yes, thank you for understanding" he said, standing up. She stood next to him and gave him a final hug. He kissed her on the cheek and walked out of her house. Once the door was closed she collasped onto the floor in a heap. Sobbing.
End of Flashback
How could an Angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish i didn't wish so hard
How could an Angel break my heart
I memory still raw in her mind. Everytime she thought about it, it felt like putting salt in a new wound. * I wonder what she looks like* she thought miserably.
I heard her face was white as rain
Soft as a rose that blooms in May
He keeps her picture in a frame
And when he sleeps he calls her name
I wonder if she makes hime smile
The way he used to smile at me
I hope she doesn't make him laught
Because his laugh belongs to me
* I hope she does make him happy, at least someone should be* she released a breath that she didn't know she was holding.
How could an angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish i didn't so hard
Maybe I wish our love apart
How could an angel break my heart
Her eyes felt for once, in the whole week dried out. She felt that her eyes could not cry anymore. But there was the sinking feeling in her stomach and the pain in her heart. She felt drained, not physically, but emotionally also.
Oh, my soul is dying, it's crying
I'm trying to understand
Please help me
She felt closed in by this feeling. Like a caged animal. Lost. She didn't know where to turn to. She didn't know if it will be 'normal' anymore and that is a terrible feeling. The comfort feeling being striped away. Then it hit her like a slap in the face. *He was comfortable. No changing*
It was like a habit and she had grown to love him and found being with him was comfortable, that he would always be there.
How could an Angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling stay
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart
The storm was beginning to clear up. The sun peeked through the clouds like a new hope. *Maybe I will find my One* she thought hopefully. Her mood seemed a little lightened by that sudden inspiration. With amazment she smiled and walked to the bathroom cleaned herself up, and walked downstairs, suddenly she was very hungry.
Well there it is my first romance fic! Please review- flame it I don't care just wanna if anyone is reading it! Well IF you like it and want me to continue it, which by the way will be a Bulma/Vegeta fic. so if you like ya know review and if you don't well...review. thanx for reading! *wink*
- Ma Junior
