lily-anne weiser was thinking about tommy darth again. tommy was a cold-blooded one with blonde hair and blue eyes, you know, the typical guy a girl would like.
lily-anne walked over to the window and reflected on her quiet surroundings. She had always loved elysian willow creek with its dark yet beautiful waters. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel happy.
But then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a cold-blooded figure of tommy darth.
lily-anne gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a daring, bold, hot tea drinker with ginger hair and fragile eyes. Her friends saw her as an abundant, courageous individual. Once, she had even smoked a joint.. But that'd be considered more than once by now
But not even a daring person who had once smoked a joint, was prepared for what tommy had in store today.
The rain hammered like a women walking in heels on a tiled floor, making lily-anne feel dizzy. lily-anne grabbed a damp razor that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.
As lily-anne stepped outside and tommy came closer, she could see the joyous glint in his eye.
tommy glared with all the wrath of 9744 violent lively lizards. He said, in hushed tones, "I want to feel loved lily-anne."
lily-anne looked back, even more lonely and still fingering the damp razor. "me too," she replied.
They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two cold, weak wolves, which had classical music playing in the background and two afraid uncles talking to the beat.
lily-anne studied tommy's blue eyes. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began lily-anne in an apologetic tone, "How can i love you, when i can't even love myself."
tommy looked ambivalent, his emotions raw like a gifted, grubby gun.
lily-anne could actually hear tommy's emotions shatter into 3592 pieces. Then the cold-blooded boy hurried away into the distance.
Not even a drink of hot tea would calm lily-anne's nerves tonight.
THE END
