SHE
He was right behind me. I don't know where he went. I lost Him.

HE
I was behind her but I lost her, I wanted to shout out her name as loud as I could but then I remembered I don't know her name.

SHE
I am walking on the left side of the road, everything's foggy and dark. There are a few lamps across the street but the fog didn't let any light pass her. The Moon above me shines, trying to fight the fog but it's too thick.

HE
I'm walking on the right side of the road, I lost her and I thought she passed the road. She didn't. I wanted to call out her name but I don't know it.

SHE
I stopped. I could hear large footsteps following somewhere behind me, I thought it was Him but then an old woman passed by me. 'Good evening.' I said and she replied 'Evening yes, good not.'

HE
I stopped walking because I heard some voices, I thought I heard Her but then everything I could hear is an old woman saying 'Good, not.' I didn't hear the first part so I continued walking.

SHE
I continued walking. I miss Him, oh where are you?
I looked at the clock, It'll almost strike midnight, I HAVE to see him.

HE
I'm almost going to be at home, I want to say my first words with Her, but where is She?

SHE
I'm infront of my house now, waiting for Him to pass me by and actually talk to Him for the first time in this year. I saw him exactly a year ago. We never even spoke to each other not even a 'Hi!' or 'Hello!' NOTHING! We just looked at each other and smiled. And to make it worse, we see each other only once a week! At church!

HIM
I never had the guts to walk over to Her, I always thought She would reject me. I walked home and went inside. I knew that nothing would happen this night and maybe She's home now talking to her boyfriend, if She has one, or even celebrating Christmas Eve with Her family, I know that She isn't thinking of me, I mean seriously, why should She? I'm nobody to Her, I'm just a peace of dust on Her shoulder.

SHE
I can't stop thinking about Him. He's so mysterious and far… Oh, where are You? I'm getting cold here! Altrough it's December 24th, maybe He's celebrating Christmas Eve with His family. I want to meet His family. I want to meet Him. I want to know every curve on His body, .one, even the smallest peace of Him. I want Him so bad that it hurts. Are you, oh are you thinking of me? I waited and waited, for half-an-hour maybe even more. Then I got cold and gave up on Him and went inside and celebrated Christmas with my family.

HIM
She hasn't been in Church, which is the only place where I would ever see Her, for 4 months now. It's killing me everyday. I can't live like this, knowing that She's out there not wanting to see me, oh why, oh why won't you come to see me? I miss you.

I know it's kinda sad but hey, not all stories have to have a happy ending.
-ThisIsAllOriginal