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The Story Of Us // Kim Qierre

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"This heart tells the whole wide world about their story."

Fans. Bashers. Cameras. Album-signings. Followers. Likes. Retweets. DMs.

These are not the things I expected to have in my whole life. And because of it, everything has changed between the both of us.

You called me a liar, a fake, and even a bitch for leaving you down.

Is it my fault? Is it my fault that I am now famous?

"Kim! Kim! Tell us about you and Nathan!"

"How did you meet each other?"

"Why did you break up?"

[ I used to think one day, I'll tell the story of us, how we met, and the sparks flew instantly ]

The Media is covering my way going to the concert so I think this will be the best time to tell us about our stupid story.

I start to answer some questions to make my intro very interesting. I told them about how we met at the park with your dog running offtrail. And how we hang-out very quick after that day.

I told them about our several romantic dates.

[ People would say, they're the lucky ones ]

And how we used to sneak in Libraries and study our subjects together. They all stand amazed with our story.

[ I used to know my place, what the spot next to you, and now I'm searching a room for an empty seat ]

"So, do you know where he is right now?"

I froze for a minute because I really don't know what to say.

The song goes like...

[ Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on ]

My manager starts to call my name and that's my que that my concert is going to start in 15 minutes.

I thanked the Media and they all smiled warmly to me. I can easily see that they want to comfort me but the hell- it's already finished. We already broke up.

After 15 minutes, I walk to the concert stage and all I can hear is the noise of my fans. There are people who call my name and there are several who claps their hands. And as I stand on the stage, a familiar face got me.

The same face he had when we were together in the library.

[ oh, simple complication, miscommunication leads to fall out, so many things that I wish you knew, so many walls that I can break through ]

I start to sing the chorus of the song...

"Now, I'm standing alone in a crowded room and you're not speaking. And I'm dyin to know is it killing you like it's killing me and–"

I find a way to gaze in your eyes and I look to them as deep as I can. I want you to get me back like what you do before.

"I don't know what to say, since some twisted fate and it all broke down. Now the story of us, looks a lot of like a tragedy now."

I start to sing and dance with the beats but nothing will compare to the beating of my heart.

I remember how you started to avoid me when you realized that I will be a great artist in the future.

I remember how you held your pride, like you should have held me. And it began. The killing silence between the both of us. And I never heard silence that is quiet that loud.

My concert ended after 2 hours. And astonishingly, you gave my PA a sticky-note.

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Meet me at the park. 5 am. Jog with me. -Nathanx

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I grinned to the thought that you still love the Number 5 and I remember that you really love giving numbers a significant symbol.

I went to the park, 20 minutes late as usual.

I see you standing with your dog. And Now it's looking like a contest of who can act like we careless. But I would like it better when you are on my side. I totally miss it.

"Hey." There is a sly smile etched on your face.

"What do you want?"

[ Your battles in your hands now, but I will lay my armor down if you'd say you'd rather love than fight ]

"I want you to know that I'm not the one who broke up with you."

WHAT. SERIOUSLY.

Then who?! Ugh.

[ so many things that you wish I knew, but the story of us might be ending soon ]

"Cmon, is this why you called me and posted a sticky note to my personal assistant?"

I tried to stand as amazing as possible.

"Kim, you know that I hate the public right? I also hate the Media. I hate everything you are in now."

[ now the story of us looks a lot a like a tragedy now ]

"Kim, let's forget each other."

[ the end ]