The fault in our stars(sequel)

The sun soon heated my ice cold body,the long grass gently tickled my body but birds seemed to all ways disappear in my presence and leave my master piece incomplete.

I thought endlessly about augustus the way he'd make me laugh.just speaking to him made me change from coal to diamond instantly but the love he gave me was worth more than any diamond.

A tear slowly crept down my face and landed on the ground.strands of my long messy brown hair fell loosely over my shoulders.my life have never felt as meaningless.

i glared up into the orange painted sky as the sun sank.i snapped a quick picture to put in a scrapbook I was making him.it wasn't really a scrapbook more like a communication a way to speak through letters that would never be sent.by writing them it gives me a relief that in some way he'd see them and know my love for he is endless and will always be as strong as it was on the day we met.

I remember when I met him.

It was so clear that he was the only one for me.

We both knew right away.

And as the time went on things got more difficult,

We were faced with more challenges.

He was charismatic, magnetic, electric, and everybody knew him

When he walked in every woman's head turned.

Everyone stood up to talk to him.

He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn't contain himself.

I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him.

And in that way, I understood him.

And I loved him, I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.

And I still love him, I love him