Once Upon The Dream

Chapter 15

Tris POV
The dazzling strobe lights
And the pounding LED
Take my hand and begin to run
I stumbled, and then I awoke from a dream
It's still in my head
That stimulating line
And the time passing through my hands
When I compare the two I just sigh
Round and round
I'll move past the boring repetitive days
Today I'll dream again
Colorful shining sounds
I don't want to let go of
This joy thar fills the empty space
Look I'll raise my hands up high
On the other side of the prism
I can't wait
Weekender Girl
Weekender Girl
Wait, so this was me. Before we moved to Chicago because I wanted a better life. Not some girl who was depressed from her abusive ex/current boyfriend who was told that she cheated on him.
No matter how much I glare
The calendar is still in the middle
The beat leaking out of my headphones
Ran little faster than usual
I'll break through the
Ceaselessly repeating days
I'll fall in love
WAIT I NEVER SAID THAT! I was never planning on being with someone since the rumors. This. This was a song. A song I wrote in third grade when I had admitted to myself that I was in love. In love with Tobias Eaton. How? How is it in my story?
My body will float
Softly into the air
Today I'll dream again
Colorful resounding Twitter
I don't want to let go of
This joy that fills the empty space
Look I'll raise my hands up high
On the other side of the prism
I can't wait
Weekender Girl
Weekender Girl
Weekender Girl.

Narrator POV (THE LAST TIME THAT WILL HAPPEN)
This story was when Tris had this thing in fourth grade where she always sent Tobias paper planes with poems hidden in paper. Tobias always read them everyday, he never stopped, even when he thought the rumors were true.

  In another time,
And some other place,
In a far away and distant world,
The one thing that joined us in two very seperate lives,
Was the means of a single paper plane.

Every day I would escape from my hospital bed,
And hurry to meet you again,
Seeing you, it means everything to me,
When I read your letter I can feel my heart grin wider,
I feel that blush creep over my face,
I begin to wonder,
Is this that feeling people call love?
But why does . . .,
Papa tell me no?
Why the scary face?
Why does he hate that boy at his work place?
I don't understand this anymore,

If you stay with me forever, always by my side,
Then I'll have a reason to go on,
In this room of mine, where the sun does not shine,
I can see,
A future,
Where there is light.

I want to see you again,
But it's to far away,
Now even walking, it has become a chore for me,
If soon I must leave this painful life,
I want to see you one more time,
It would only burden you,
If you were to worry about me,
So I run.
I write my good-bye,
I send it you,
I put it on a paper plane,
That way you will never have to see me cry,

I will wait, if it takes forever,
I will wait for you,
Until you return to me, I will wait,
If I keep all these letters,
Maybe my hope will never die,
And we will meet again someday.

Oh, I'm done,
From that pass in the sun,
Now my body doesn't move anymore,
I guess my life will be taken soon,
But when I said good-bye to you . . .,

I tried my hardest,
Always to be strong,
But I guess it's already far too late,
When I relize never again will you smile at me,
Oh, that hurts,
It hurts,
It hurts!