OW: Ticking of the Clock

Two Part... I don't know what it is, it just has to parts.

There. (Tic-kuh Toh----)

In the midst of the rushing crowd of obnoxious high schoolers, he caught a glimpse of her, strawberry blonde hair billowing with the passing wind, blue floral theme dress flowing behind her as she makes her way through a dull blob, her equally theme'd backpack shines through even after being engulfed by the mass, there in lies a brief moment in time, where she crosses his path, and the world slowed down, just enough for their eyes to meet, and in just a sliver of a millisecond, his existence to her was no more...
He stood there as his life walked away.

Still There. (Tick Tock)

Streams of red and blue zip by. Yellow Bow. Orange Signs. Black Suits. Pink Shoes. Green Shirt. White Wall. Brown Car. He is chasing after a memory. He can't exactly remember. His past- fireworks blurring his head. He bumps into something pink/blue in his daze. He notices a smile from the red/yellow head. She grabs his hand and pulls him along...
He smiles as the colors begin to settle.


Ugh... Thats not how I originally wrote the second part. but I don't know. Maybe it'll make more sense if I put the original on here.

He runs through the street. That hustle and bustles with life. Chasing after a girl. He knows her by her dark blonder hair in the crowd of playful colors. A gust appears. Her pink dress stuck to her skin. As time passes he gets closer. His hand grabs her. He stared into her eyes. A smile formed on her lips.
He stood there, smiling as his life came back.

I still kept the main theme for the second half, so I'm quite proud. I myself was getting a headache while writing it.

I don't know what made me write it... but I did. And I find them to be unique, in how they are written.