People say stay away, Stay away from him. The one who has black hair, styled crazy, that is dark and like silk. They say he is trouble and gets into daily fights, They say he is not safe and is not hesitant to bite. Yet... Is that true? They do not know him, Rumors aren't true if they where they wouldn't cause so much havoc. So, this is the story of how I got others to pay attention, have some remorse and patience. They began to knew I was not who they thought, and then I met a girl who's heart was stone hard. She was with me from the start, cheering me on, and as I made more friends I forgot her like an old doll. Guilt overwhelms me oh what to do.
"Look I'm sorry! I-I love you..."
"Sure you do, if you loved me you would of at least said goodbye, not ignore me and hang up every time I tried to call. So this is goodbye."
From afar I watched her turn, was she really. Was she really leaving? Oh my, what do I do? I need to get her back. I HAVE TO! I run to catch up and see her turn the corner. "Wait for me! Please wait Shiro!" She stops and turns looking at me with her cold eyes. "Please! I'll make you a deal, just don't leave me! I will do anything to please you. Because as I said, I love you." She raised her eyebrow and with a confused look, she turned fully and shook, with anger or fear, maybe happiness, I am not positive until she stated this sentence. "Alright, what's the deal, I'll give you one chance to win my appeal." She said coldly but I could tell she was hurt. I really messed up, I was foolish and hurt her. Why did I forget the most important person, who made me come so far and helped me without a reason besides the fact we where friends? The person who made me feel loved. "I will get counseling on how to love, for 18 days then I shall come, and once I do I will tell you my feelings, and until then, please...Please Wait for me." I said, a small smile formed on her face as she forced out a scoff and replied with a "Fine." I smiled brightly and turned away. "Thank you so much, I won't let you down again." I mumbled and walked home preying this would turn out right.
(How is this hoomans, good or bad, also I'm not human I'm the leader of the potato mafia.)
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How to love
Poetry"I want to mend your broken heart, Mend it with my own. I'd love you until dusk and wish for you to stay till dawn. Yet I can't ever seem to find a way to call out for your love. So I'm asking this question, Simple it is. I should know this, Yet I d...
