One Hundred One Shots
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Note: For some reason I was having a hard time editing this one so I apologies for the run-on sentences and for the fact that you may or may not understand the meaning behind it. I think my original intent was for this to be from Jester's point of view though I think it can 'almost' double as a Gunther fic (not quite but it's up to you).
Time and again I had tried to say what my heart was feeling but just when I was about to I would lose my courage or someone would interrupt just when I was about to say it. I had tried so hard to say it… but maybe it was better this way, maybe there was a reason the words never came. Perhaps there were stronger forces at work that knew I didn't deserve her, but then again I couldn't really remember knowing anyone whom I would deem worthy to win her heart. She is special, she is like the stars in the sky that everyone loves and admires from afar but no one can ever touch or reach for, like her they are simply too far, too high to be gotten. She is the very thing that makes my heart sing, the only person who never leaves my mind, she is part of my very soul but I can never have her, she is like the stars while I am like everyone else in the world who wishes and hopes upon them. Hoping that they will be the one who finally reaches out and plucks that very star from the sky… but fate is not always kind and I feel as though I am not the one who will manage to touch the stars. I will not be the one who wins her heart, but even knowing this in my mind does not help and like so many others I will always try and be the one who touches the stars and perhaps someday I will change my fate and have the wish I wished and I will finally have the one who can make the world sigh.