Found this in Cheeta's journal...
A girl asked a boy if she was pretty. He said no. She asked him if he wanted to be with her forever. He said no. She then asked him if he would cry if she walked away. He again said no. She had heard too much. She needed to leave.
As she walked away, he grabbed her arm and told her to stay. He said, "You're not pretty, you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die"
Alright it's this kind of stuff that brings out the girl in me. I want someone to love me like this. I want to fall in love... but then again I don't. I'm bizarre. I'm going to sleep.
"There's something about the way you looked at me
Think for a moment,
That maybe we were meant to be
Living life seperately
Ain't it strange how things change
And I've been wanting you so desperately"
As she walked away, he grabbed her arm and told her to stay. He said, "You're not pretty, you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die"
Alright it's this kind of stuff that brings out the girl in me. I want someone to love me like this. I want to fall in love... but then again I don't. I'm bizarre. I'm going to sleep.
"There's something about the way you looked at me
Think for a moment,
That maybe we were meant to be
Living life seperately
Ain't it strange how things change
And I've been wanting you so desperately"