ConcernedHello again, how are you today?Have you made any new friends, or found monsters to slay?Are you being safe, not in to much trouble?Are you having a time, being blissful?How have you been, are you eating well?Is your stomach full, does the pizza man ring your bell?Are you getting sleep, plenty of rest?Are you feeling okay, not too stressed?What have you been up to, getting air?Do you have room to brethe, free of dispair?Have you been having fun, not to restricted?I hope you're doing well, not too acrid.Just do me a favor, and please keep well.Don't get hurt or fall down a stairwellSorry, I just don't want you to feel unspurned,I'm just like always, a bit concerned...
AdieuGood sir I give a bow, and shall say adieu.I am sorry for al the time I have wasted with you.I think perhaps this may have been a simple flingBut sometimes when it comes to this, it's not such a simple thing.One plus one equals two, minus one is singlePerhaps it's best if we stay as friends and mingleFor I feel too deeply for you, I am completely sunkI'll just leave you alone for now, I don't belong with you in podunk.I don't want this to end as badly as the lastHopefully I am able to break the spel you have castI don't want to resent you, that's the least of my wants.So once agiain I will say goodbye for the nonce.There are so many colored fish out in the wide blue sea.And as you go fishing, I shall let you be.
Not My ThingRomance makes me shutter, and pet names make me vomitI can't stand all of this talk about shooting stars and comets.Chick flicks make me cringe, sappy makes me dieJust poke out my ears for me and please pull out my eyes.Romeo and Juliet fell in love for nothing, they both died in the endAnd most of the time it's always, "I just want to be a friend."Usually it never works out for anyone, well, not for me.I guess I will just have to wait, but I'll probably never see.I may not be the most optimistic person in the entire world for sureBut I know something when it's that something I must endureMaybe my knight in a shiny leather jacket will someday sweep me awayUpon his noble motorcycle steed an in the sun set at the end of the day.Like I said I highly doubt it will ever happen in my life timeUntil then I'll just sit here and wait for him while I'm still in my primeI'll quietly fold my hands and wait for him to say how he feelsI'm not saying anything first, due to my past... o
Contained- Chapter 2"Okay, so let me get his straight. You wanted to be a pharmaceutical technician for Posy?" I asked."Yup," Will replied, "It paid very well, and I like the idea of making medicine.""But you know Posy is responsible for all of this right?" I asked, sweeping my arms in the air, demonstrating the current
situation."Yes," he sighed, "I know. So what about you? What did you want to do after high school?""Well," I replied, "I wanted to make movies, or be a theatre teacher. But now nobody can watch my movies or plays. They're all zombies now." I giggled. Then I shouted, "Oh my goodness it's COLD!" It was true. The sun was beginning to go down, and the little bit of warmth is casted went with. My toes and thighs burned and ached from the chill seeping through my layers of clothing. I hate being out in the cold. Snow and ice looks pretty, but it's not pretty to be in. We still had at least an hour before we reached home."Well duh!" Will laughed, "It's the middle of the winter in north