Hiiiiiiii, sorry for not posting enough. Please forgive me and heres another one shot for you all. Remember that I'm coming out with a book soon, if you have any requests for anything then please comment or PM me. Enjoy <3
Genre: Sad/Music
Warnings: Sad feels
Words: 522
-TaylortheDinosaur ^,-,^
_________________________________
Minx/Michelle's POV
Over the distance we stood, I still saw the foul betrayal and over the crowds noise, my heart breaking could echo throughout and silence every word they say. When I saw her. With him...
She told me that she loved me by the water fountain.
She told me that she loved me and she didn't love him.
I remember that day we first met up. Her smooth dark hair flowing in the wind and the delicate chocolate orbs that reflected against the waters surface and how the smooth texture of her caramel skin felt against mine when we touched. The everlasting ring of her sweet, melodic voice as she announced my only dream, that she loved me...
Forgetting what she told me by the water fountain.
Now he's grabbing her hips and pulling her in, kissing her lips and whispering in her ear.
My heart sunk as his tanned hands sat upon her hips firmly, her face blushed and flustered at the close contact, their lips collided like a puzzle. Each other enjoying the company. Not with me. Not by the water fountain...
Too Young. I was too young. I should have built a home with a fountain for us. The moment that she told me that she was in love, too young. I was too young.
The memories of laughing together. The times we smiled and sat in silence, just admiring each others company. Times spent together just talking about us and the future. And oh, how I wish we weren't too young...
And if she ever goes back to the water fountain. The handle would be broken and the rust set in. But my hand it will be open and I'll try to fix it. My heart, it will be open and I'll try to give it.
The water fountain rusted red and gory brown as we lost touch and gave up on our special meeting spot. The weeds spiralling round the place and water all gone. But still I wish we had never lost each other then, and still now I'm missing her and our water fountain...
Too young. Too young. Too young. Young.
That's what we were...
She couldn't be at home in the night time because, it made her feel alone. But at that time she was, too young. I was too young.
I was there when she was scared. When she was alone. She was there when I was sad. When I was angry. We were together. Battling for each other. In love...
But we were too young, I was too young...
Too young. Too young. Too young. Young.
And still, to this day the water fountain sits alone, covered in rust. The water never to flow again from misguided love. After all, we were to young, and lost our water fountain...
YOU ARE READING
Youtuber One Shots
FanfictionA large book full of small stories. All about big-hearted people on small screens.
