Fancy Part Two
This is a continuation of a friend of mine's Fancy and Lost story. If you don't understand a word... well, I don't really have any sympathy, for this was designed for one person's eyes only. And I genuinely hope that the one person for which this was written reads it, and understands.
I read a story about a girl named Fancy, and she reminded me a lot of myself. Except Fancy's story and my story are a little bit different (please don't be discouraged here - this is not going where you think it is). You see, Fancy got really more upset than mad, and when she tried to be understanding, the words just couldn't come as coherently as she'd hoped (because she was feeling totally... confused and misguided). Fancy and the girl she "fought" with talked about it, and Fancy still sort of stayed mad at the girl, and the girl thought that she had lost Fancy and her boyfriend, Lost.
But I'm not entirely like Fancy. Fancy stayed mad at the girl. I didn't. The girl thought she lost Fancy as a friend, but she didn't lose me, and if she thinks she did.... well, maybe that explains why when i say hi to her anymore, i get, not a hello in response, but a look of bewilderment.
I cannot speak on behalf of the guy known as Lost. But I can say this: Fancy is sorry and she misses you.
I hope you can understand that, and accept it. Because it's the honest truth - - not that I've proved i know anything about truth.
Somehow, I never thought I'd be the one to apologize perfusely, but I thought it was in order.
You really deserve an apology. Here's mine, please take it.
~emma
I read a story about a girl named Fancy, and she reminded me a lot of myself. Except Fancy's story and my story are a little bit different (please don't be discouraged here - this is not going where you think it is). You see, Fancy got really more upset than mad, and when she tried to be understanding, the words just couldn't come as coherently as she'd hoped (because she was feeling totally... confused and misguided). Fancy and the girl she "fought" with talked about it, and Fancy still sort of stayed mad at the girl, and the girl thought that she had lost Fancy and her boyfriend, Lost.
But I'm not entirely like Fancy. Fancy stayed mad at the girl. I didn't. The girl thought she lost Fancy as a friend, but she didn't lose me, and if she thinks she did.... well, maybe that explains why when i say hi to her anymore, i get, not a hello in response, but a look of bewilderment.
I cannot speak on behalf of the guy known as Lost. But I can say this: Fancy is sorry and she misses you.
I hope you can understand that, and accept it. Because it's the honest truth - - not that I've proved i know anything about truth.
Somehow, I never thought I'd be the one to apologize perfusely, but I thought it was in order.
You really deserve an apology. Here's mine, please take it.
~emma