《Tiger Eyes (Phillip Carlyle)》Chapter 9 - RE write the stars
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Seriously when will he get the clue? Phillip is the stalker of my life right now.
"Phillip, what are you doing here and what do you want?" I ask in a annoyed voice.
"Look the thing my parents said to you, the things they said to me, please ignore it, it's not true. I am not ashamed to be seen with you at all any of you I fact." He says in a soothing manner.
"You think it's your parents? Well it's not just your parents, it's everyone else." I scoff
I start to walk away to the ropes when he starts to sing. Really not a good time to sing.
You know I want you.
It's not a secret I try to hide.
I know you want me.
So don't keep saying our hands are tied.
You claim it's not in the cards.
And fate is pulling you miles away.
And out of reach from me.
But you're here in my heart.
So who can stop me if I decide
that you are my destiny?
What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine.
Nothing could keep us apart.
You'd be the one
I was meant to find.
It's up to you,
and it's up to me.
No one can say
what we get to be.
So why don't we
rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours,
tonight.
At this point I was up in my ropes. As was coming down i unusually sung.
You think it's easy?
You think I don't want to run to you.
But there are mountains.
And there are doors that
we can't walk through.
I know you're wondering why.
Because we're able to be
Just you and me
within these walls.
But when we go outside,
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you're gonna wake up and see that
that it was hopeless after all.
No one can rewrite the stars.
How can you say
you'll be mine?
Everything keeps us apart.
And I'm not the one
you were meant to find.
It's not up to you,
it's not up to me.
When everyone tells us what we can be.
How can we rewrite the stars?
Say that the world can be ours,
tonight.
We start to sing together cutely. While he try's copying me in the ropes.
All I want is to fly with you.
All I want is to fall with you.
So just give me all of you.
It feels impossible
It's not impossible.
Is it impossible?
See that it's possible.
How do we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine?
Nothing can keep us apart.
Cause you are the one
I was meant to find.
It's up to you,
and it's up to me.
No one can say
what we get to be.
And why don't we
rewrite the stars?
Changing the world to be ours.
As I finish disappointing him.
You know I want you.
It's not a secret I try to hide.
But I can't have you.
We're bound to break and
my hands are tied.
I walk out with my head down. I head out to find Ellie.
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