• He was a jerk.
    But only at first.
    It turned out to be he was the love of my life.
    But thats not how the story ended but it the story
    ended but it the story of how my life ended.
    It was a warm day in January when the news
    slipped that by sundown he'd be gone and I'd
    never see his face again and for that I had to
    find this out from his foe was very tragic for me.
    And by sundown it was the end,my life was over
    and I knew it. I'd been sworn to secercy but I
    couldn't keep my mouth shut. I talked more about
    him than I should've. But I was insane from the
    moment I took my eyes off of his. My whole world
    ceased to exist. I survived with very loyal friends.
    But a year later and here I sit writing. I still
    remember with perfect clarity even though I
    tryed to erase my memory. And that was the day I
    officially died because that was the day I truly cryed.
    I'm still recovering in secercy , for maybe one day
    I'll walk the earth happily again.
    One Day