Fluff time.
Gosh, darnit, I’m turning into a frequent writer! What ever happened to lurking! /me glares at the ficus.
Sometimes you just can't rest until you write out those nagging little ficlets in the back of your head. Nevermind that, of course, it's *none* of my WIPs. But isn't that always the way? So here's my first sappy ficlet. Darn Muse. I'd rather write humor. But it wouldn't leave me alone. In any case, I've written, thus I must share.
One Day You’ll Love Me
JenD
I can see that you want me to be
Just another stranger in the crowd passing you by
Watching you walk down the stairs through the doors and out my life
But you don’t really want to see that
My walls come down when you’re around
So take my hand in yours and we’ll fly
To this little place I know
We’ll stare at the stars all night
Do you really want to fight this feeling between us
You’re scared to let go of all the things that you know
But baby I’ll give you so much more
So take my hand in yours and we’ll fly
To this little place I know
We’ll stare at the stars all night
One day you’ll love me…
I slowly put my pen down as I relaxed into my couch. I held the writing in my hand and read over it one last time. It was so tempting to scratch out the last line, but I just couldn’t touch it. I didn’t really feel like it fit there at first…but it just belonged there. I folded the piece of paper and stood up. Sitting on the bookshelf across the room, I placed the song inside a small wooden box with the others. One day. One day you’ll love me…Clark, not my phony superhero. And we’ll go flying.
