I hate him! ... No, I love him. Ooh, I don't know! I hate him, and yet...What little attention he pays me is cold. Distant. And with what stupidity do I repay him?! I help him find that boagueway two-a-penny thing whom he claims to love. Why am I so stupid? ...Because I couldn't bear it. He was desperate! Thought of not but her as I think of not but him. Oh, I hate to see him suffer, and yet, oh! I hate him for the pain he has caused me. For what? Cold looks? Ne're a kind word?
...No.
For those few, those rare, those happy moments in his company! For those fare to few times that have eased the pain, the horror of my life! He is smart. He is handsome! And he does not treat me badly, the way most do. Still, I can see why he'd rather have her than me. She is happy, rich, beautiful. How could ANYONE love an ugly, sad gamine, with not to her name but the clothes on her back?! ...Perhaps she deserves him more than I. He loves her. She will make him happy. And yet, I can only dream, that it is but a mere infatuation, and that some day, he will love me! He will be happy, I will be happy, and happiness shall make all good and grand, and the world shall be a wonderous place! I can only hope, only dream...Only wish. Perhaps someday...But until then, I can only love him.
[and wats sad is this chick ends up dying (which isn't looking to hot for me)... why do boys have to be so complicated anyway?]
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Friday, April 30, 2010
eponine monologue
Posted by sPaZz B. at 7:28 AM
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this sounds like it's from a play... which one??
les miserables :) its fantastic except for when all of the best people die.....
did you write this? I want to do it for a drama piece, so if you wrote it I'll need your permission. I love how it's written. please email me at mjameson252@gmail.com if I can use it. Thank you.
No, it's from the play les miserables! Look it up it's awesome
No, it's from the play les miserables! Look it up it's awesome
Is this in the book too?
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