Love??

A stranger left her with this piece of song that she held so dear.

I'm so childish, a little bit wildish
With my rumdiddlyumdiddlyumdiddly, I'm so deep

Well I'm so garish, a little unfairish
The way I pick you up, and drop you in a heap

I'm so unfaithful, in fact I'm a plateful
I won't kiss her, but I'll stare her up all night

I'm a stormy little singer, an unstable little swinger
If you're coming, come prepared for a fight

Well I'm so childish, a little bit wildish
With my rumdiddlyumdiddlyumdiddly, I'm so deep

Well I'm so uncaring, do far too much swearing
And if you read through my behaviour, you'll find I'm a creep

I'll play a stormer, yet in the corner
I'll be grumpy on my own, like I don't care

I'm a stormy little singer, an unstable little swinger
With a big rip, in the arsehole of my flares

Well I'm so childish, a little bit wildish
With my rumdiddlyumdiddlyumdiddly, I'm so mad

I'm so truthful, a little bit bruteful
But in sooth I know not, why I am so sad

I try my bestest, well as far the restest
Well it's just stuff that comes out wrong, and gets misunderstood

I'm a dandy little dreamer, a doctored misdemeanour
A didactic destiny schemer, bare with me if you would 

-Damien Rice

song- Childish

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YrXh4gby6U

One fine day, as she was humming this...

...........I won't kiss her, but I'll stare her up all night..........

the phone beeped.

There was a message from someone she had come to know lately with the three most popular words in the world.

You say that You love me...

How easy it was to say for you...

Ever wondered what effect did these three words cast on me?

You will always believe that I am an empty quiver, a feeling devoid soul. I dint respond to your heart out in a positive way.

May be, I could never ever express, neither by my words nor my silence that there's a sunshine girl in me too.

'I will not kiss but will stare her up all night.'

You say You love me, But would you be this childish?

You say you love me , But were you by my side when I was fighting both outside and inside?

You never saw me in my struggles, may be they were too complex or too simple for you to be bothered.

But you said you love me, then should not my struggles, have been yours too?

Yes, you may have an argument, that I wanted you to grow and learn to face the world yourself..But you said you love me, just to lemme be alone ?

So why should I believe that I could have loved you when you yourself wanted me to learn to be alone?

I feel for that stranger more than for you, for he did not promise me Love.

Note- Fiction smells pleasant and tastes delicious when you can concoct two or more stories. ;-)