Love…

Love…

It is a mysterious thing

You think you love someone one second

Then the next you find yourself falling head over heels for someone else

And understand that your love truly lies within that person's heart

And at times you find yourself completely lost

Unable to find your way

At time you feel trapped by other forces

It is strange how strong love is

You can be in love with the very person that would kill you

But still stay with that person

Only because of love that yearns for that special someone

At times love can be like water

Love can carve its path even through storms

And when trapped, love finds a new path

It can change directions as the wind

And moods as well

Love, for the most part, is a wonderful thing

But the trouble with love, is taming it

Day 1

Our story begins on the dark streets of London, where the moon is shown brightly on the cobblestone streets. The wind blows often rocking the lanterns that dangle from the hooks and squeak creating an enchanting melody. And the stars stood out more than anything.

My best friend and I step off of the ship that brought us here onto the creaking dock while one of the cabin boys brought us our bags.

"Here you are miss," he said to my friend who was shortly behind me

"Thanks," She said with a small grin

He bowed and walked back onto the ship to help with some of the cargo

"Why did we come here again?" Chi-Chi asked

"To explore, to see new things," I started " How are we supposed to see the world if we don't come to different places. U don't think artists make masterpieces by never picking up a brush, or pencil."

"Okay. Okay. Aren't we the poet today?"

I've always been sort of an explorer. The idea of going to different places has always fascinated me, while Chi-Chi on the other hand was always fascinated with magic with potions and things of that sort. She went back to get our bags.

"Hey Kelsey, come and get your bags" she called me

"Kelsey, Kelsey?" she continued, but I paid no attention for I was mesmerized by what was on the ship close to ours. A man walked off of the ship onto the dock. He had dark, black hair with a white streak on the right side. He had a certain glimmer in his eyes, though his face seemed very grim and a sophistication that seemed irresistible and hypnotizing. He took his bag and began to walk away from the dock seeing all that was around him and looked directly at me for about 30 seconds. I realized that he knew that I was watching him and turned around and ran back towards my friend stumbling upon her back

"Hey. Hey wh-whats wrong?" she questioned very concerned

"Did he see me?" I asked back "Did he? Please tell me he didn't see me."

"See who?" she looked up and saw him "Aaaaaaaah him? Well he's looking over here if that's what you wanted to know

"He is are u kidding?"

"Nope"

I turned around and he was still looking at me. Then he turned around and vanished into the darkness.

Chi-Chi handed me my bag "You know," she said "You gotta try to be a bit more coy."

"OH does that mean….. he noticed me?"

"Well yeah, but I also think.. he liked it. Now I don't know about you but I'm tired and I'd like to get to a place to stay before dawn,"

We grabbed out things and headed to our destination on Fleet Street which was about 10 minutes away from the dock. It was a cozy building just enough for 2 or 3 people. Exhausted my friend dropped her things and went straight upstairs to the room she would stay in. A few minutes later she came back downstairs

"Its perfect," she said joyously "I think we'll be very happy here."

"Me too."

I walked over to the living room and looked into the fireplace and saw the inscription carved onto the back.

"When life seems dark, bring back the light," I read aloud

"What a nice saying," Chi-Chi said "Where'd you get that from?

"The fireplace"

"Speaking of fires we need to light one. I'll take care of that."

I lounged out on the couch and my friend lit the fire. And I slowly fell asleep.