In winter of her seventh year
Hazel was a little depressed.
Wanting to end her process of life.
Her bottle of lids,
Became more colourful
When she met Augusts Waters.
In a support group,
She disliked.
She made acquaintence with the boy who feared oblivion
Who feared not having a story tell.
But my dear readers, they are both going to have the suprise of their life's.
When fate decides to pair them up,
For a rollercoaster that will show them where they belong.
The universe had a extravagant life,
Or as they thought.
But who knew that it was so lonely it devoted its time to snatch the happiness from ourselves so it can feed its blank life.
She viewed herself as a grenade.
To save her love,
From the slutish time,
She distanced herself .
But Augustus had a different plan.
For him it would a privilege to get his heart broken by the brunnete's smile.
To prove her that his presence was forever, he took her to Amsterdam, to reunite her to their favourite author,
Who's book had been the reason of their closure.
The meeting with the author was a total disaster
But it didn't matter.
As they kissed in Anna Frank's house.
When they thought they would last,
The cancer came back,
This time, taking Augusts life.
Leaving Hazel with a broken heart.
Sure our Gus died.
But did he vanished from her heart?
I guess not.
It's no longer my story to tell.
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Poems That I have done
PoetryI really like writting poems because it just connects us, shows us that we feel basicaly the same thing. I mean how many of us read a romantic sad poem and never understood the meaning? The words are simple but in a diferent direction. In order to...
