Note/Chapter five ½

Now, I haven't given up on this story. Of course not. I don't want too. But my updates are going to be less since I've moved on from writing fanfics all of the time. I still LOVE writing a lot. So I will write. Just want to find that one idea ya know?

So, I've posted that note. Now I need a little story with it. Here is a thought Pansy has written down in her diary a few years ago…

Every girl is supposed to have that one Cinderella moment aren't they? The moment when everything, all your worries just fall behind you. The moment when everything in the world just seems to fall into place. Nothing can stop you and the one you love that moment. You take their hand and sparks a emit and flowers bloom. Mountains move out of your way and rivers calm themselves for you to cross.

That one moment everything is perfect. You feel like you want to spend the rest of your life there. Your own personal Eden. You and the one you love, only the two of you. Then, of course someone has to go eat the apple and it ends. But it is still okay isn't it? Your still together, and you have the feeling left behind from the moment, that everything will stay that way. That no matter where you are things will be okay. Because you have each other. Isn't that how life is supposed to be?

I've been on this earth for a while now and I have seen everyone around me experience that one moment. They all seem to love it. Loving love, odd thought isn't it? But they all do. Then they get their heart broken and come back to me, the shoulder to lean on. The shoulder that hasn't gotten to feel what they have. They tell me I'm lucky for it. Lucky that I haven't felt what they have. Haven't gone through what they are.

I just sit there and stare. I don't know whether to believe this or not. Part of me does, but the other part tells me it is just an excuse for what I really feel. Jealousy. Jealous of what they have gotten an I haven't. Jealous that they have met that love. That they have had someone to cherish, that feels the same way that you do, and they tell me I'm lucky?

Love never did come easy. I've been told so many times, by a lot of different people. You just have to ride the roller coaster. Go with the flow. Maybe you will get motion sickness and vomit, or maybe you'll scream your head off having the time of your life. Maybe that feeling in your stomach will come, like when you are plummeting down a two-hundred and twenty five foot drop. The drop you have been nervous to see, but when that drop is over, and you're heading back up to the top you feel incredible. I want to feel incredible, even if it means vomiting. I want to feel what they have felt.

I like that little monologue. I wish I could publish it sigh. Okay now I'm full of myself. Oh well. Anyways, I'm out for now. I'll update as soon as I can. Happy reading!