You know, I never really realized how gullible I am until I met you. How rash I was to believe you. It was obvious. You had the thought to ruin me from the start. And I never saw it.
We met during the show. All was well. It was the sitzprobe. Nothing major. Then you had your worst break down ever. I cared for you. And we got close. We eventually dated and prom night came.
Prom was amazing, except for the overbearing fact that you wanted nothing to do with me. As I came home, I reached for my bed, yearning to hope it was a dream.
A few days go by. You say you want nothing to do with me. Then you say that I wasn't worth your time. And that wasn't ever a good person. And you left me to rot and wallow in my own fucking tears.
Then she came along. A beautiful angel, covered in white light. Her hair, red as the fire of my rage. I had felt incompetent. Like I was meant to go to a different dimension for being such a fucking.. gullible person.
But she took me under her left wing, golden as the gates. I had seen her somewhere before.. Like we had come across each other in our paths in a different time.
This much is true. She saved me from doing what is the utmost dire consequence ever. Death. And she made me cheat it. She gave me new meaning. She gave me life. She gave.. she gave me purpose. And she doesn't realize how safe I feel in her grasp.
It's the first time something actually feels right to me. Like I finally set myself in the right direction for a whole new world ahead of me.
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Random Thoughts Of A High School Theatre Nerd
AléatoireI thought I could get something out of this, so. I hope it goes well
