Dear Diary,
Today, a boy. He is another hero. I don't know his name, but he is beautiful. He has no idea. I have fallen for another hero. Eternally doomed on this island, and this is what I get as a present? A man who cannot love me back? A man who will have to leave me again? A man who is a hero? Why do they always come, love, and leave, dearest diary?
I am alone. I have no one. And there, on that comfty bed over there, lies a man that could be the one. The one that will stay. Will he be the one who stays?
Dearest diary, he's muttering in his sleep. I heard him say "Annabeth." Who could that be? Perhaps his lover? "Percy." he murmured. Percy, that is his name.
Dearest Percy, I cannot wait until you wake and I can see those gorgeous eyes that'll promise a stay. Please do.
Please stay.
Love,
Calypso.