Fantasy 1

A Story by FaeryQueen

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Drip,

Drop,

Drip,

Drop,

The water faucet was leaky; something I needed to fix.

My heart is tearing in half but the fact that we’ll meet someday is keeping it together like glue.

I need every single thing to be perfect when that happens.

Drip,

Drop,

Drip,

Drop,

Dang faucet!

The dynamics of our love is astonishing, really, you should take a look.

I have drawn charts; numbers are high.

My heart is busy beating; someone took my soul; I’m broken again.

Drop,

Drip,

Drop,

Drip,

The sink explodes; I’m not there.

Suddenly, it seems as if I am not in that house anymore, I’m far away,

There was a gas leak; I wasn’t there.

There was something in my heart at that time the sink exploded; a beat I missed something that wasn’t supposed to be there.

But I guess I was thinking of you so much it actually hurt me.

I guess something happened again and now I guess I have to move to another location,

I should’ve paid more attention to the sink instead of thinking of you and how much I miss you.

And yes, as I think about it now, I still miss you, and I don’t give two flying monkeys if the sink exploded or if my house is reduced to rubble and ash.

I will be there, wherever you happen to be at this moment.

I will be there, with you, with the sky that tells me not to worry, with the sky that reminds me to take cool deep breaths and not to worry; that we’d meet someday.