Happy Valentine's Day

Valentines Day. Usually the most romantic day on Earth. I woke up this morning with a beaming face and messy hair. Today has to be perfect, otherwise everything has to not turn into a complete disaster. From here on out, or for now, this story shall be written in poem.

Love

I’m sorry for this

Hate

I’m sorry for crying

You

I’m sorry, but even so

I love you more than anything

The sun setting from the sky

The shadow of your hand

Touching mine

I attempted to grasp your hand

Indirect

But you let me

Direct

The days after today

Would you let me stretch out my hand?

So when before you go

I have a good memory

Of us

I look to you

Hoping for satisfaction

But your beautiful face

Is full of deep concern

I grasp harder

            You’re looking at a different girl

            I loosen

            You look at me

            “See you tomorrow”, he says

            He slips out of my grasp

            This time I let it go

            I thought

            Am I not good enough?

            I try to ignore it

            But without you

            I can’t live another day!

            I’m sorry

            I think

            No

            I am in love with you

            It may be

            The only thing I can do

            Or so I thought

            Boy, I fell hard

            You said my feelings

            Are overwhelming

            Even though you are my

Everything

I can’t keep you with me forever

Can I?

We fought the night after

“I’m not in love with you

Anymore”, I say

Yet the truth

Appears through my thoughts

And yet my dreams at night

And day

Are clouded my your warming smile

Please accept my feelings

I’m sorry

Your lovely heart isn’t mine

But someday

It will

I feel crossed with emotion

Do I love you for you?

Or is it just fading?

It’s never been this rough

Between me and you

You walk with me

Briefly you stop

“You’re a burden.”

What do you mean by that?

Please don’t throw me away

Please

Don’t leave…

I should’ve known from the beginning

You didn’t love me

It was silly of me

To believe that someone

As perfect as you

Was too good for me

But even so I

Love you!

Hey

Forgive me

Stay with me for now

You don’t have to love me

But I will

Make you come back

For one time

To love me

This poem symbolizes true determination through the hardships of love. I can’t wait to show this to my friends. As you know, there is a code that my crush has to crack. It’s definitely easy, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he solved it in a matter of minutes. I just hope he reads the poem that goes with it.

Fictional Survival Guides

Documentary Found: CLASSIFIED

Survival Guide to the Unknown of the World

            If you read my old diary, then you probably know most of this. First off, you can’t know about the new world UNLESS I am confronted about it. If I die, you have to ask me permission as a child at this specific date: February 14, 2013 thursday 2:10 pm. If the use of time travel hasn’t been deciphered yet, then you’ll have to communicate through the dead, which is obviously very tricky. If you have somehow communicated to me, then here are your instructions:

1). Have a dimenship ready with all the right materials and devices.

2). Your crew should be at least four or more people.

3). Have a log with you about your journey.

            To get to the new world, you have to use the dimenship to launch you and your crew at least 20,000,000,000 miles away from the Earth. Then you must circle your dimenship around the Earth, circling 10,000,000,000 miles from it in each circle. Also be careful of the moon. If you hit it, then your coordinates will mess up the course and you’ll plunge the universe into the likeliness of being sucked into a black hole of a destroyed sun. That is why I hired a faithful and skillful crew to help pilot my way to the world I had created. I was probably very close to hitting the moon, but I only got minor damage. Theses are the people you need to hire to help you through the hard times in space:

1). A navigator

2). Space pilot

3). Weapon specialist

4). Captain

5). Creator

            All the people in my crew were virus people, or people you don’t usually see. You actually have to know one ever since you were little.