she lived in the clouds
her vivid imagination
was all that she had left
everything was gone
except her dreams
and escaping reality
became her own reality
her social life
was nonexistent
apart from you, david
she often dreamed
of being with you
but it was all too clear
that you were just friends
she knew you didn't like her
simply for her looks
and it was vice-versa
you liked each other
for who you were
you weren't shallow
unlike some people
you were thankful for her
and to be in her company
in this foreign country
it was her home
she knew it all too well
and you were delighted that
she had taken you in
of course - she couldn't say no
it was impossible
especially when it was you, david
in that instance
it could be said that
she was indeed shallow
but it wasn't like that
you see, to her, you
weren't a big football star
you were simply her friend
it was simple really
you cared for each other
it was a two way relationship
you both got what you needed
you gave her love
a friendship-kind of love
something she had craved
she gave you a friend
when you were in need
and struggling somewhere
you hadn't been before
but that was just the way you liked it
you gave something
and you got something back in return
and that was fine
for now at least
-
authors note
hello! this was so so much fun to write and I hope you all enjoy it :-)! thank you for reading, remember to leave feedback / vote and have a wonderful day!
also this was inspired by cabaye because her xherdan book is so good and is basically one of my faves
- eva xx
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nefelibata | de gea
Poetry(n) lit. "cloud walker"; one who lives in the clouds of their own imagination or dreams, or one who does not obey the conventions of society, literature, or art. - in which the feelings of a dreamer are dismissed by manchester united's goalkeeper. [...
