Imagine....
For
Miranda
"Babe, please" Zayn asked
you. "No" you tell him. He gave you his puppy dog face.
"Oh fine" you say. You finally gave in to endless
requests of you going to this party with him. Appearently it is
the most important party of the year and you just have to go
with him. "Yes!" he yells. "We have an hour to get
ready." The two of you rush around your flat, getting ready
for the party. Zayn and you are both ready and into your car. You
arrive at the party nervous. It looked like no one was around.
"Where are we?" you ask Zayn. "I'll show
you" he said. He takes you in the house. "Do you
remember when we met five years ago?" You nod. "That
night" he continues. "I couldn't stop thinking
about you so I came up here." He shows you a breath taking
view of a lake. When you look back at him, a diamond ring is in
his hand. "I still can't
stop thinking about you."
I've walked these
halls
Countless
times
Heard the
whispers
Rumors and
lies
Claiming wrong
doing
Cheating and
scorn
Binding the
hearts
Of the beaten and
torn
This whisper
From a jealous
mind
Has fell to the
hands
Of relentless
spies
One Layer at a
tim
The whisper tears
away
At the crumbleing
wall
Where the helpless
play
Unaware
That their wall is
falling
Under the
eyes
Of one little
white lie.
Of just one
Whisper