Categories > Original > Humor > The Greatest Escape Vs The Longest Mistake
Oh i can see now;
That all of these clouds,
Are following me
On my despeate endeavour,
To find my whoever,
Where ever;
She may be.
Markus sang while playing his guitar, seated on the grass, performing for dreamy 12 year olds stalking hes myspace, gazing into hes
soft eyes, drowning in love. Whilist he was singing, he looked up to find Kirsten who sat confidently next to one of the 12 year
olds.
"Even though she doesn't believe in love, hes determind to call her bluff, who could deny these butterflies .... "
Kirsten listened closely, so she could understand the lyrics and a
1) Complex way
2) Profound way
Two of the millions of words to describe Markus.
'Words describing him .. gosh, theres plenty .. intelligent, selfish, entertaining, helpful, kind, irritating, horrible, sarcastic, addictive,
warm, difficult, complicated, active, and he well, should be, MINE'
Hers, thats what she wanted him to be, but, did he?
Markus' mind
'Lala, singing to kids as though im luring them in. But, oo whats that? An awfully tall one. Lets tear her heart, capture her soul, and
make her fall in love with me and the words. Yes yes, we must. Hmm, my minds getting tangeled in her thoughts, I can tell, shes
trying to understand me. Yup, ME. Wooh, shes thinking of me, but, i got to change that'
Reality
"Markus, you sand beautifully"
"Thanks, but i dont need your compliments"
"Im serious though"
"Yeah i know, but, seriously, are you serious about me?'
"Ohmygod, OFCOURSE!. Why ask? Im terribly in love with you"
"Why?"
She leaned in closer and let her hand slide down hes arm untill their fingers met.
"Everything, your mood swings, your sympathy, your company, how you make me smile, everything"
She leaned in for a kiss, but missed, as Markus moved back.
"I walk a fine line, between the right and the real" He walked away, having no idea of what he was doing.
She ran up to him. "MARKUS!"
"You got me fucked up and sold, you talk like your famous, your shameless"
"Huh? Goshh, sorry, i hurt you, please, tell me how"
He ran back up to her.
"Sorry" He forced. "I dont know whats gotten into me, im dying to be with you, to hold you, but, those words, just puked out, like
vomit, but with words. I couldnt control it"
"Great example" She smiled.
They held hands and walked further into the sunset, of whats soon to be pure darkness, smarties aye ;].
A month past, with no worries at all. Another month, and another, then we land in December. Christmas.
Markus started thinking .. 'This is too good to be true, its all so perfect, but, i shouldnt question it, it'll make me paranoid and then
something would go wrong, okay, new subject, CHRISTMAS. What to get her?'
Kirsten went on IM.
Markus was on, but she remained on 'appear offline'.
She saw Zoe was on, she suddenly came online but then Markus said hello ..
- Dragonflies! I MISS YOU.
- Lol! Markus, i miss you too.
- Wuu2?
- Thinking of you ;]
- Aww. School Over, YAY!
- Cheese =D Tomorrow my house?
- Sure!
- For dinner - Alone =D
- Even better =].
Markus has signed off
She went to Markus' house. Prepared.
He opened the door and she jumped on him. A replica of their first date where Markus kept puking.
She sat up, on top of him, because he told her too.
"Aye, lets go out for dinner"
"Really? Where too?"
"Well buy some maccas and sit around a campfire"
"Campfire?"
"You know, C A M P F I R E S O N G song and if you dont think that we could sing it faster then your wrong but it would help .."
"MARKUS!"
He smiled a big one and grabbed hes guitar.
"You've got me popping champagne i'm at it again, caught up in the moment but not in the right way" Markus sang.
Then he put down hes guitar, softly placed hes hand on her chin, and bought it in for a kiss.
Markus then stood up, and walked over to a tree. Confused, she followed him. As she reached him he started to beat box, yes, beatbox.
he was quite good at it. Kirsten sure thought so, she came closer to him and started to twirl hes black hair.
"Aren't i just the best?" Markus acted all hardcore.
"Yeahh, the best of the best" She winked "But, when did you learn?"
"You see my little pussinboots, i taught myself"
"Same way you taught yourself how to talk?"
"YOUR MEAN!" Markus faked a cry. Kirsten put her arm around hes shoulder. He bit her wrist.
"MARKUS!"
"Yes ma'am"
She glared nastily at him.
"Aheem, you are a MONSTER!" Markus teased.
"Oh yeah, because I BITE PEOPLE!"
"Exactly! You understand!" He clapped. She kissed him.
"Your a tad sarcastic" She said as she leaned over him.
"And your a tad delayed"
That all of these clouds,
Are following me
On my despeate endeavour,
To find my whoever,
Where ever;
She may be.
Markus sang while playing his guitar, seated on the grass, performing for dreamy 12 year olds stalking hes myspace, gazing into hes
soft eyes, drowning in love. Whilist he was singing, he looked up to find Kirsten who sat confidently next to one of the 12 year
olds.
"Even though she doesn't believe in love, hes determind to call her bluff, who could deny these butterflies .... "
Kirsten listened closely, so she could understand the lyrics and a
1) Complex way
2) Profound way
Two of the millions of words to describe Markus.
'Words describing him .. gosh, theres plenty .. intelligent, selfish, entertaining, helpful, kind, irritating, horrible, sarcastic, addictive,
warm, difficult, complicated, active, and he well, should be, MINE'
Hers, thats what she wanted him to be, but, did he?
Markus' mind
'Lala, singing to kids as though im luring them in. But, oo whats that? An awfully tall one. Lets tear her heart, capture her soul, and
make her fall in love with me and the words. Yes yes, we must. Hmm, my minds getting tangeled in her thoughts, I can tell, shes
trying to understand me. Yup, ME. Wooh, shes thinking of me, but, i got to change that'
Reality
"Markus, you sand beautifully"
"Thanks, but i dont need your compliments"
"Im serious though"
"Yeah i know, but, seriously, are you serious about me?'
"Ohmygod, OFCOURSE!. Why ask? Im terribly in love with you"
"Why?"
She leaned in closer and let her hand slide down hes arm untill their fingers met.
"Everything, your mood swings, your sympathy, your company, how you make me smile, everything"
She leaned in for a kiss, but missed, as Markus moved back.
"I walk a fine line, between the right and the real" He walked away, having no idea of what he was doing.
She ran up to him. "MARKUS!"
"You got me fucked up and sold, you talk like your famous, your shameless"
"Huh? Goshh, sorry, i hurt you, please, tell me how"
He ran back up to her.
"Sorry" He forced. "I dont know whats gotten into me, im dying to be with you, to hold you, but, those words, just puked out, like
vomit, but with words. I couldnt control it"
"Great example" She smiled.
They held hands and walked further into the sunset, of whats soon to be pure darkness, smarties aye ;].
A month past, with no worries at all. Another month, and another, then we land in December. Christmas.
Markus started thinking .. 'This is too good to be true, its all so perfect, but, i shouldnt question it, it'll make me paranoid and then
something would go wrong, okay, new subject, CHRISTMAS. What to get her?'
Kirsten went on IM.
Markus was on, but she remained on 'appear offline'.
She saw Zoe was on, she suddenly came online but then Markus said hello ..
- Dragonflies! I MISS YOU.
- Lol! Markus, i miss you too.
- Wuu2?
- Thinking of you ;]
- Aww. School Over, YAY!
- Cheese =D Tomorrow my house?
- Sure!
- For dinner - Alone =D
- Even better =].
Markus has signed off
She went to Markus' house. Prepared.
He opened the door and she jumped on him. A replica of their first date where Markus kept puking.
She sat up, on top of him, because he told her too.
"Aye, lets go out for dinner"
"Really? Where too?"
"Well buy some maccas and sit around a campfire"
"Campfire?"
"You know, C A M P F I R E S O N G song and if you dont think that we could sing it faster then your wrong but it would help .."
"MARKUS!"
He smiled a big one and grabbed hes guitar.
"You've got me popping champagne i'm at it again, caught up in the moment but not in the right way" Markus sang.
Then he put down hes guitar, softly placed hes hand on her chin, and bought it in for a kiss.
Markus then stood up, and walked over to a tree. Confused, she followed him. As she reached him he started to beat box, yes, beatbox.
he was quite good at it. Kirsten sure thought so, she came closer to him and started to twirl hes black hair.
"Aren't i just the best?" Markus acted all hardcore.
"Yeahh, the best of the best" She winked "But, when did you learn?"
"You see my little pussinboots, i taught myself"
"Same way you taught yourself how to talk?"
"YOUR MEAN!" Markus faked a cry. Kirsten put her arm around hes shoulder. He bit her wrist.
"MARKUS!"
"Yes ma'am"
She glared nastily at him.
"Aheem, you are a MONSTER!" Markus teased.
"Oh yeah, because I BITE PEOPLE!"
"Exactly! You understand!" He clapped. She kissed him.
"Your a tad sarcastic" She said as she leaned over him.
"And your a tad delayed"
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