Chapter 1: prequel
This is a prequel to a love life, the prequel to my friends...
The start of something different after something else would end
This is a brand new story, or maybe one that's super old...
Well, either way, I suppose that it's one I never told. Like:
Before the "cheeky romantic with plans of an exodus"
And the "head in the clouds kid with a goal to amass fans"
Was a quiet child. One that tried to hide his smiles
Dreaming life was half as wild as his life was twice as mild
A kid who fell in love with storybooks and literature
Worlds that weren't his own, and in his head
And then he would picture her
A muse to songs he didn't write
And he often thought he had no type
But deep within his sleep and in the night
There was a girl of light, the right one for him, artisan crafted
He didn't tell anyone, he was afraid of being laughed at
Scribbling doodles he wasn't an artist, but he had a vision
Once it had started, a man on a mission
He made it his target to find what he's missing
And he found out what he'd missed one day...
Thought she'd be his miss one day…
He only dreamed that they'd kiss one day...
And it fell apart, in one day…
He was broken, conflicted, torn open and ripped
It has shattered his walls and emotions were endless
He searched for his purpose, his thought process simple
Could it be his attitude, hair, height, or pimples?
Was there something wrong? Maybe he wasn't an equal
Maybe there was deceit? Nah wait... she wasn't evil
Maybe he didn't mean as much or said something he didn't mean to
But we'll stop right there because this is just the prequel...
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