DramaQueen56

   "It took her three years to say 'I love you.' Too bad it wasn't to me."    It was entirely too late to listen o my best friend and housemate on the phone, let alone on speaker.    Of course, Greg didn't know I was staying here. Or who I had said 'I love you' too. I sighed and wandered into the kitchen ro make us a snack. Ben looked at me, mouthing 'sorry.'    "I mean, I finally finish school, and get a great job. All I ask is for another chance. Why would she say no? I know she's in town, I saw her update about visiting her mom and dad!"    "Hey, Greg, I hate to be this way, but it's getting late and I have to work in the morning."

She kisses the cold sharp wind, fighting to breathe the air. He's the one thing on her mind, she knows he should be there. "I miss you..." she whispers. She knows no one will hear.But as a breeze blows, She swore she hears, the gone boys voice come near. She closes her eyes and starts to cry, and whispers a simple 'okay.' Then she places the orange flowers onto his cold stone grave. She turns with effort and a sigh, and for just a second in her mind, she's with him one last time. ~RK~ Inspired by The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

 When our eyes first met across this crowded room, I just couldn't help but to think 'if only he knew', Oh... That he's the apple of my eye, and the dream I have each night And things would change if only he were mine Things would change, if he were at my side, Things would change, if it were us day and night. Because I adore him, and like him, maybe even love him. And I know we'd be great, I know we're great, Because his smile is m smile, His eyes, hey shine so bright, And I know things would change, I know they'd change I know to you it's a jumbled mess of words. But I want you to be my guy, and I'll be your girl, Oh

Chapter 2.2 I allowed myself the nostalgic joy of jumping in one particularly large puddle at the end of our driveway. My mother was weeding the front yard flower garden, her delicate hands taking the gentlest care to pull up all of the roots at once. "Was that a boy I saw you walking by with? To embarassed to introduce him to your little old mother?" She asked, taking off her gloves and turning to look at me. "He's just a guy who offered to walk with me, and I didn't want him to know where we live. So I walked to the corener of his road with him. Thanks for covering." "Of course. That's what mom's are for." She brushed my bangs from m