I considered writing an new ff as my exams are finally gonna leave my back
In London
An huge luxurious auditorium with all renowned people gathered
An person playing his guitar and the gathering lost in it
Royal blue suit , jet black hair and eyes sparkling like an diamond
An dream guy that any girl would wish for
He sings
Written in these walls are the stories that I can’t explain
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
She told me in the morning she don’t feel the same about us in her bones
Seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone
And I’ll be gone, gone tonight
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
The way that I been holding on too tight
With nothing in between
The story of my life
I take her home
I drive all night
To keep her warm
And time is frozen (the story of, the story of)
The story of my life
I give her hope
I spend her love
Until she’s broke
Inside
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Written on these walls are the colors that I can’t change
Leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage
I know that in the morning now I see us in the light upon a hill
Although I am broken, my heart is untamed, still
And I’ll be gone, gone tonight
The fire beneath my feet is burning bright
The way that I been holding on so tight
With nothing in between
The story of my life
I take her home
I drive all night
To keep her warm
And time is frozen (the story of, the story of)
The story of my life
I give her hope
I spend her love
Until she’s broke
Inside
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
And I been waiting for this time to come around
But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds
The story of my life
I take her home
I drive all night
To keep her warm
And time is frozen
The story of my life I give her hope
I spend her love until she’s broken inside
The story of my life
The story of my life (dragging it )
Just perfect …the way it should be he ends it and the audience play a round of applause
He stands up straight and bows to them ceremoniously…He get back to the position
His bright smile fades in an while as he remembers something
He walks down the stage and leaves out leaving behind the puzzled gathering
He starts the engine and drives his car off
His eyes suffused with strange memories
the car stops before an lavish mansion
The servants greet him as he walks in
He goes to his room and shuts the door
He stands before an mirror and
Gets hold of an pic attached to its frame ,tears role down his eyes
He is Mr kunj sarna
Screen shifts to an girl dances long the footpath
Her brunette brown hair
Her beautiful brown eyes
Her bright smile
Her figure just perfect in an white full sleeves top and black jeans
She sings
I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
I’ll cross the stream, I have a dream
I have a dream, a fantasy
To help me through reality
And my destination makes it worth the while
Pushing through the darkness still another mile
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
I’ll cross the stream, I have a dream
I’ll cross the stream, I have a dream
I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I believe in angels
When I know the time is right for me
I’ll cross the stream, I have a dream
I’ll cross the stream, I have a dream
People pass an beautiful smile at her as she walks
She goes to an river bank and smiles seeing her reflection
She is miss twinkle taneja
to be continued…..