I was walking around with my boyfriend in a forest of beauty. "Come on, I know places that are even more breathtaking then here," he says, taking my hand and running.
We got to a new area, where the trees seemed to light up, almost looking like skyscrapers. "Welcome to New York," he jokes, running away from me. I start to run after him, but I trip, landing in mud. When I look up, he's gone.
"Darn it, now I'm anything but clean," I growl to myself. I feel completly hopeless, like he took a piece of my heart and ran, leaving me with a blank space. Standing up, I think about how frusterating this love is, but then I shake it off. When I look up, I see his dark figure running to me.
"Sorry, babe. Forgive me?" he smiles.
"Ha, only in your wildest dreams," I reply. "All you had to do was stay with me and none of this would've happened." "I wish you would forgive me," he pouts, making me smile. "Nope, now we have bad blood," I say, trying not to laugh.
"Fine, I give up. Losing just isn't your style," he capitulates. "I guess this is how you get the girl, huh." I slap him playfully, grabing his hands. Together, we run out of the woods.


-Rainbow