Sanders Sides One-shots

1 Year; 365 Days (Reprise)

"They made you cry
But that will end tonight
You are the only thing that's right
About this broken world
Go on and cry
But when the morning comes
We'll burn it down and then
We'll build the world again...
Our love is God

I was alone
I was a frozen lake
But then you melted me awake
See, now I'm crying too
You're not alone

...

And when the morning comes

...

We'll burn away that tear, and raise our city here...

..."

Incomplete.

That's what the duet sounds like when you remove Veronica's parts, doesn't it?

Despite the fact that Veronica's parts in this section are only singular lines, the song becomes awkward without them.

And this is my equally awkward segway into a stupid, half-poetic monologue.

See, we all know that JD and Veronica's relationship wasn't exactly...healthy, to say the least. So I don't quite understand why I'm using them as the thesis of this, but allow me to explain.

The chemistry between JD and Veronica was, though obsessive and unhealthy, strong.

To JD, Veronica was different. She was the rose amongst the thorns; the Veronica amongst the Heathers.

She was the splash of paint on a constantly changing canvas.

She was the missing piece of the puzzle that he never realised he was missing in the first place. But this piece, though small, was essential.

And that brings me to why I'm waxing bullshit about a musical centred around a sociopath/psychopath who had an obsession with a girl who wanted to ride him till she broke him.

Well, today is August 3rd. 5:30pm.

It is this time, one year ago that I found my missing piece:

ChickitaGurl

More commonly known as the Angst Queen™ amongst many of you.

To me, she's Jay. She's Jess. She's a goddess. She's a gorgeous, overly-humble beauty. She's a complete dork. She's a sarcastic little shit.

And, essentially, today marks our meeting.

At the time, I had published a small riddle for my readers to solve, and she messaged me her answer (and at fucking 2:30am in her timezone too!).

And, I don't know if I'm looking too far into this, but I think it's pretty ironic that everything started because of a riddle.

Because to me, she is the answer to many of my life's riddles.

I digress.

Back to the Heathers bullshit I spouted; though I don't obsess over her (I might. Who knows~) to the same extent, I relate to JD in that Jess is the unexpected, small piece in my life that completes the picture.