122810: We'll Meet AgainTwelve-Twenty-Eight-Ten: We'll Meet Again122810: We'll Meet Again by iHeartNathanKress
It's been one year... her mind whispered as she lit the tiny white candle. She watched in awe as the flame licked the air in front of her, dancing as she imagined he may have once danced, twisting and turning in its own hyper little world, just as he had. She thought that the candle may be more than a symbol of mourning, more than just a last respect paid to a hero, but a representation of the man. But who would know? She saw him in everything she did...
"He really is gone," she murmured, feeling the entire passed year gather in her chest once more. A small sob escaped her lips as she pressed play on the stereo, allowing "Fiction" to blast, filling the room with its horrific beauty, its deep sadness, Jimmy's final goodbye. It wasn't enough. She grasped her pen from her workspace and, as she lowered herself into her chair, pulled out a peace of paper.
Putting pen to paper, she wrote:
It's been one whole year since
I'm just an ordinary girl living in an extraordinary world. I enjoy drawing quite a bit, as well as writing, and most of my work goes straight to here. I consider myself fairly intelligent, a good friend, and I'll always have your back. You just need to let me know. |
Also, I'm silly as fuck, droll, quirky, and all that nonsense.
Personal Quote: My methods are unorthodox, but I always get you where you need to go!